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🧍 MINOR HUMAN CHARACTERS
(alphabetized)

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🧍 Fitz [8+]
he / him [9]

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â„šī¸ species:
🧍 human [-]

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â„šī¸ role(s):
- deliveryman [8]

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â„šī¸ relationships:

🧍 {Edwin}
- customer [8]

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â„šī¸ personality:
- concerned [7]

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â„šī¸ description:
- bushy eyebrows [9]

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â„šī¸ color(s):
- black (eyebrows) [9]

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â„šī¸ history:

📚 The Mimic (referenced)

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🧍 Lucy [3+]
she / her [5]

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â„šī¸ species:
🧍 human [-]

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â„šī¸ role(s):
- owner of “the ice cream parlor” [6]

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â„šī¸ relationships:

🧍 David Sean Murray
- friend [6]
- customer [3]

🧍 {Edwin}
- customer [3]

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â„šī¸ personality:
- nice [4]
- grandmotherly [6]

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â„šī¸ history:

📚 The Mimic (referenced)

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🧍 "Mrs. Murray" [-]

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â„šī¸ species:
🧍 human [-]

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â„šī¸ relationships:

🧍 {Edwin}
- son [1+]

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â„šī¸ personality:
- amazingly tolerant [2]

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â„šī¸ history:

📚 The Mimic (referenced)

sources:
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[1] When he’d been about David’s age, he’d begun taking apart his mother’s small appliances so he could see how they worked, though they rarely still worked when he put them back together.
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[2] His mother was amazingly tolerant of the need to frequently replace things.
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[3] I suppose we could ask Lucy to get some of the special, invisible tiger ice cream made just for tigers out of the back for him when we get to the ice cream parlor.
- {Edwin Murray}

[4] Lucy’s nice,
David Sean Murray

[5] Yes, she is.
{Edwin Murray}

[6] David liked the grandmotherly woman who owned the ice-cream parlor so much that Edwin had a feeling David’s love of ice cream was more related to a desire to see Lucy than it was about eating the ice cream itself.
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[7] More than one visitor to Edwin’s business had expressed concern about David’s safety in the large, old building that sat at the edge of the four-lane highway that ran through the industrial part of town.
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[8] Recently, Fitz, the deliveryman who brought Edwin all his current projects and the supplies he ordered, had asked, ’Don’t you worry about the kid falling down stairs or getting hurt in the machines or locked into a room or something?’
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[9] Fitz raised his bushy black eyebrows as he took back the clipboard.
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