” He strode away and vanished in the gathering fog. “It’s like this,” he said, and dragged a stool beside her and sat down with his elbow four inches from hers and made a sketch. Fire; she was full of it. ‘That’s wicked, that is. There was something about their greeting and the tone of Annabel’s exclamation which puzzled her. pglaf.
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