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A thirty-something face looked up from beneath a wide brimmed hat. She placed her hands over her brow to block the sun and smiled. "Yes?"
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"I really don't like cats."
"You know cats are a great judge of character."
"Could you keep it out of my yard?"
"Free spirited, too. They just come and go. Normally, Isabelle stays around the yard for the first week. I am surprised she came over so quickly. You must have a kind heart."
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