His light brown hair was almost crew cut short. “What do you think of that farce?” he exclaimed bitterly. She ignored it until it repeated itself. "What in the world is it?" he asked. She felt surges of longing escape every corner of her flesh. Lucy grabbed his shirtsleeve, whispering on tiptoe.
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