"I'm Ira," the boy introduced himself, holding out his hand rather self-consciously.
The youngest child stepped forward. Unlike her brother, she carried herself with confidence, but her confidence was exuberant and almost frenetic, whereas Auden's was brisk and measured. "I'm Fox," she said, smiling. She had Ira's brown eyes and sandy hair, but the same delicate, heart-shaped features as her sister. "And," she could not help adding, "I'm NOT annoying like Auden said."
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SOPHIE: BtN's resident whimsical insomniac fairytale-junkie!
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“Hope is the thing with feathers"
-----Emily Dickinson
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