REVOLT OF THE INNOCENT
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CHAPTER ONE
Cettina swayed her body and waved her arms above her head in rhythm with the lively
music of an accordian. She rolled her shoulders slowly, rocked her little head softly, and shook
her narrow hips sensuously. Her tiny hands caressed imaginary forms floating in the air. Every
part of her little body was in harmonious motion. Her thick brown hair tied behind her head was
heavy with perspiration and shining. Her ponytail bounced up and down with her movements, but
the short blond hairs on her arms magically stood on end. The scalding sun beat down on the
dismal square around her, and blinding glare reflected off the windows of the decaying stone
tenements high above her. Warm sweat soaked the back of the child's dirty white blouse, the
waistband of her skirt which was two sizes too tight, and her torn socks inside her old and worn
tennis shoes. Her little stomach was empty and her delicate throat was dry
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