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Kimble was clearly a plain-spoken fellow. ’ Hilary eyed him. He had a blue overstuffed couch, his own television, even a computer with its own desk. "I alone am to blame. He recognized me at once, and he behaved like a madman. The scent of cloying pine dust filled the air as floodlights shone eerily through the jungle gym of new wood. ” “You have no right at all,” she answered. "I used to cry myself to sleep, Hoddy, I was so forlorn and lonely.
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