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“So, how are you the queen of everything?” Isaac asked. The sheep smiled. “Would you like to see my store?” “I don’t have any money.” For some reason, Isaac felt a twinge of embarrassment, even though even if he’d brought money to this world with him, it probably wouldn’t be