” She said as she rested her head against his chest, eyes unfocused on the fading sky. What's all this about, anyhow? You. I don’t think I’ve got illusions, nor you. “I was already aware of the fact. When he returned, it was always the same. . The watcher's intake of breath was sibilant. Apparently she was always doomed to weep when she talked to her father. “I won’t pretend,” he said, “that this is an accident.
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