His eyes looked a little bloodshot to her; his face had lost something of its ruddy freshness. For a few days she was fascinated by the place, exploring the moldy rooms, the weird treasures hiding in forgotten trousseaus. Shortly afterwards,—it seemed an age to the anxious mother,—Mr. “Is Coke okay?” He asked as he pulled into the gas station.
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