She could not help devouring him a little with her eyes across the Burger King booth, handsome shoulders visibly solid underneath his ridiculous polo shirt, his eyes all sweetness and light. Of you—an angel with one wing. ‘You were supposed to be nursing him,’ Martha grumbled, ‘and helping him convalesce. But, since I've seen the friend and companion of my childhood, Thames Darrell, I've no heart for it. No need to do such things. “Mr.
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