Chapter Sixteen
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The whole morning prior to meeting Margaret at the big lobby window, Shannon had intended for this to be the night.  The fabled night.  The night he had spent six months and a tidy fortune building up towards.  The night that would be the opposite of his birth.  His un-doing night.  A night, that with a single act, could set all things right again.  And then she had come along.  Standing there, a little too closely, her nose practically pressed up against the glass to get a good look at the protesters.  And until that moment, before he glanced down at her reflection in the glass, Shannon Japan had been decided.  

He hated her for that.  Like he had grown to hate his mother and father for ever having met.  He also loved her for it.  The way a child lo...

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