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84 [Voice]
Jan. 7th, 2012 12:26 pm[There is a pause before the girl that was in a dozen pieces begins to speak. Her voice is quiet, free of the normal conviction and bravado that she would normally have in such a situation.]
Tell me where I'm needed.
[She has no right to call the shots when this is half her fault.]
Tell me where I'm needed.
[She has no right to call the shots when this is half her fault.]
