| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - You could take her home with you, Angela suggested, and the blonde woman shot her a chilly glance, lips quirked into a slightly brittle frown.Now's not the time for jokes.I am not joking.There was a long silence, the blonde woman staring down at the baby silently, that tiny frown on her face and something bleak in her eyes.
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