It had been a trying day. I wonder what it was. Cathy and Shari toiled over boiling pots of potatoes, candied sweet potatoes with orange rind, corn casserole, and almond green beans. Won’t you let me—can’t I be of any assistance?” He was obviously in earnest. The thousand voices which a few moments before had been so clamorous were now hushed. “He is Annabel’s husband,” she reminded him. Perhaps I ate something spoiled for breakfast. His looks were fixed on his old benefactor. It cuts.
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