Wood, as, having seen the earth thrown over the remains of the unfortunate Mrs. "I was only commenting. You are the High Priestess of Life. “Vee!” said Miss Stanley, “you hear what your father says!” Miss Stanley struggled with emotion. She donned her fuzzy slippers and traipsed downstairs, the welcoming smell of coffee beckoning her, the sound of Looney Toons music barely audible from the television set. In you—if you can love me—there is salvation.
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