” Mr. The arrangement had been made by the town matchmaker, a frightening old oak of a man. Businesswomen in pointy-toed shoes swooned coyly in his direction, tipping their noses over their glossy magazines to admire 273 him. ” Lucy grumbled as she trotted through the formaldehyde stench of Biology Lab. It was a letter.
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