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Twenty-one, twenty-two. Instead had come this storm, this shouting, this weeping, this confusion of threats and irrelevant appeals. She found it rather funny that he always wore the shirt fastidiously tucked in and never wore the ensemble without a stiff brown leather belt. And the infernal thought of that kiss returned—the softness of her lips and the cool smoothness of her cheeks. “You may call anytime.
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