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JULIA

So we led Shasta out, the others looking at us questioningly. I shook my head in negation to their unspoken questions. We weren't about to talk about it. They were all sharp enough not to ask. It was Shasta's story to tell.

Master hadn't taken his shower. When he passed me, I whispered it would be a good idea for him to remain clothed, so when he returned, he was wearing shorts and a tee