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certain that she was hurtling to her destiny as surely as if she were caught in the vortex of one of the tornadoes the travelers had spotted across the Kansas plains. Her eyes opened, but she saw nothing. Sand pelted her as though she were lost in a desert gale. Before she lost consciousness, she thought she heard the sound of the growling bird.

 
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