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Miss Lizzie tackled me to the ground and held me there while the cook bound her bloody hand with a towel and telephoned the police. My chest heaved with great, gulping sobs as Miss Lizzie's face drew closer and closer until her lips brushed against my ear.

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"You see how easy it is," she whispered.

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from "Miss Lizzie's Tea Party," featured in the February 2012 issue of Underneath the Juniper Tree.

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