Her mouth was once more covered as they left the second floor guest saloon and headed for the back stairs. If only there had not been this single torturing thought—a mere pin-prick, but still curiously persistent. ” “The real, identical other,” said Capes, and took and bit the tip of her little finger. ’ Triumph soared in Gerald’s chest.
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