“Request denied,” Dr. Nance said curtly. “I will not have one of those braided spies who work for the hospital trustees killing my patient! I’ll go sees he now,” he stormed, and stormed out of the room.
Margaret leaned against the wall and wept a sorrowing floodlike of tears.
Yvonne drank too much and did not eat right at all and Penelope was starting to get worried about her friend's
habits in eating and drinking. Her cheeks were almost as red as her hair already, like red Delicious apples under green leaves which were her eyes and the dark pupils were like little curled up caterpillars in the middle.
Note that their [the book's characters'] initials spell out:
PUBLISHAMERICA IS A VANITY PRESS.
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