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What about Margo, where is she?” “Look, Margo is cool, she knows what I’m doing, you look like you could use a friend right now so I'll keep you company until you find one.” That got me a small tired smile; she was beginning to break free from the terror of the beating. “Thank you” she asian said humbly, “right now you're the only friend I want near me. Will you buy me a coke?” With those words from my sister the barrier of sibling hostility that had built up over the years took a sledge hammer blow and began to crumble. We got a late-night supply of junk food and a couple of sodas then amateur I drove to a quiet spot I visited sometimes with Margo, I wasn't trying to seduce Tania but the torn blouse wasn't appropriate for public viewing. Tania settled back on the seat to relax, she was quiet and I didn't probe with questions, we listened to pop and thought private thoughts. 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