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“We want it to survive. My grandfather created—”

Mr. McGrath’s hand came up, silencing his wife. It was a welcome gesture, but one I was surprised she heeded. “For the record,” Julia’s father said, “I’m still concerned about Julia. She’s young and you’re...”

“I’m older,” I admitted. “I’m not concerned about Julia’s youth. She’s an amazingly quick study.”

Over the crackling of the ...