“I wrote it for you. ” He did not look at her. And taking the keys, he departed on the errand. Gazing at her with eyes blinded with tears, he imprinted one brotherly kiss upon her lips. That'll tune me up. His manner was deferential, even eager. What he wanted desperately was to be alone. It was if the world had blinked out for a moment.
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