Trophies “I’ll bet Silas is one of the smartest boys you ever met, isn’t he?” “Yes, Mrs. Porter,” Natalie answered quickly, not missing a beat. She knew the answer to the question, and knew she better say it without hesitation. Mrs. Porter smiled affectionately across the table at Natalie and stirred her coffee slowly. She…
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