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Room 407, Tuesday Afternoon

Elphaba sat on the edge of her bed, looking at four words that meant far more things than four little words should ever mean. She'd sent a letter to her father after the receiving the note that she'd never had a sister. And now, that letter was in her hands. Four words were stamped on the…



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