“She thinks that Missy is trying to turn me into a punk or a Goth. They order me to get my man, and I get him. ” He hesitated, and walked away from her toward the house. But, answer me. ” “Well”—her breath failed her for a moment. There was a hint of tears in her voice. "You are a paragon of prudence and discretion," rejoined the woollen-draper, drawing his chair closer to hers.
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