. This is the only hairpin my mother left me. But it's not a knife. I can't pull it out even if I think so.the voice fell, as if something had fallen from her dress room and landed in the puddle at he...Station.Chloe hung her hat on the wall and turned to look at Lin Qi Nights. Several missionaries were standing behind Lin Qi Nights, their eyes wide and round, as if ready to throw the young man out o...