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SARAH WALLACE,
age twelve, had arrived two years earlier from Edinburgh, Scotland. From a wealthy family, she had led a privileged life before her parents died in a suspicious automobile accident. She didn’t have any relatives, except for a greedy uncle who only wanted the money, so she was shipped around to a few places and finally ended up at Weatherly. She had long, sandy blond hair, hypnotic hazel eyes and an infectious laugh.
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SARAH WALLACE,
age twelve, had arrived two years earlier from Edinburgh, Scotland. From a wealthy family, she had led a privileged life before her parents died in a suspicious automobile accident. She didn’t have any relatives, except for a greedy uncle who only wanted the money, so she was shipped around to a few places and finally ended up at Weatherly. She had long, sandy blond hair, hypnotic hazel eyes and an infectious laugh.