Flashback, Chapter 10

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"But I think we should carry them with us to save time, so . . . we'll need pockets. Why do clothes never have enough pockets? There should always be lots of pockets . . . the more pockets the better!"

"Easy there, Foster," Keefe said. "I think you're sleep-scheming. Your eyes aren't even open right now and you keep trailing off. Plus, you're talking a lot about pockets."

"Am I?" She blinked hard, smacking one of her cheeks a few times to wake herself up.

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"Wait," Sophie said as Biana led Keefe toward the door. "Keefe still hasn't said if he's with us.

Keefe's smile looked sad but determined as he stepped back and took Sophie's hand. "I'm always with you, Foster. Whatever you want, I'm in. Now get some sleep—it sounds like you're going to need it!"

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