When the disillusion comes, when the fairy story ends, if she is blessed with children, she doesn't mind. \"I've got some chores to do and I usually cook dinner on weeknights. To Gerald’s eye, the refugees therefore presented a rather forlorn little group, almost huddling together and chattering in low tones in their own tongue. But heavens, I must pack!” She sprang to her feet and disappeared in the room beyond, from which she emerged a few minutes later with flushed cheeks and dishevelled hair.
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