It was sweet he was checking on me. He didn’t have to, but he knew that Blair and I were friends. Sisters, even. And he wanted to protect her friends like he’d protect her. Well, maybe not the same way. If there was a gun fight he’d probably use me as a shield to protect her. But still, he cared.
-Barbara C. Doyle
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