part 2

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Rincewind didn't hear about that evil men anymore. When they arrived to Ryan's house, he made her a bowl of müsli with yoghurt and let her to take a shower. "You can sleep on the couch." Ryan took empty bowl from her. "I slept all last day." They sat together. "You are a musician, aren't you?" Rincewind asked Ryan with her quiet and calming voice. "Yes. I am." They were quietly sitting there around 10 minutes. Than Ryan asked: "And you...where are you from, what do you do here..." Rincewind stared at him. "I'm from Alaska. I dreamed about travel to California. I visited Anaheim, Santa Monica, San Francisco...but when I was flying to L.A.- someone hijacked me and my older sister...and I had to stay here. I wanna meet her so bad." She started to cry. Ryan hugged her. "What's her name?" Silence. "Rincey. What's her name? We could go on the police station..." "She...Elyon Ruffer Saintjean..."

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