“What is a Gallagher Girl?” This time, when Liz asked it, her voice cracked. And, to me, that meant I was the future.” Fibs allowed me to start doing my own experiments in the lab. “When I was thirteen I thought I knew the answer to that question. “What is a Gallagher Girl?” Liz asked again. Because that was what a Gallagher Girl was to me then, a student at the toughest school in the world.” They showed me brochures and told me they were impressed by my test scores and asked if I was ready to be challenged. That was when the recruiters came to see me. “When I was eleven I thought I knew the answer to that question. She looked nervously down at the papers in her hand even though I knew for a fact she had memorized every word.
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