"Uhm," she said, stopping in her work to think. "Kinda." Her father kept track of the dangers around the house, at least that was her theory. If she screamed his name in despair, she was sure he would show up. But that was hardly something she could explain to the girl. "Really, you don't have to worry. Does your father own a gun?"
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