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She smiled, warming to Lee, "No, no, sir, it's alright. I know how particular people can be about their pets." She'd never had any, but she guessed it was like having a much simpler child. Not that she knew what that was like, either.

The rabbit crept out and Susan smiled - until it spoke. Then she jumped and tried to jump back, but of course, it was windy and snowy, and she wound up just falling into the snow. "Oh!" she said, trying to stand up, but having difficulties with her scarf. "Oh!" she said again, standing and brushing her hair out of her face. "It talks!"

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