Say something. Passing thought. “Let me help you,” he begged. Jackson smiled and put on the air of a man who knows more than he cares to tell. The windows were still darkened—perhaps she was not home yet. ’ Then she frowned. Time after time he reminded her of how powerless she would be without him, how unkind the world was towards single women.
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