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She saw the preying mantis as she dusted her bedroom. It was trapped on the
windowsill. She opened the window to release it. It fluttered forward then
turned.
Thank you. I owe you one.
She was surprised, a talking mantis, who had ever heard of such a thing.
I didn't know you could talk, she said. The mantis had a low musical voice, a
feminine voice.
Oh yes, said the mantis, I can talk. Instead of going out of the window, it flew
to the table. In fact, I haven't spoken to a h
sisterhood
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