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“I’m sorry Mister McCloskey! I was out seeing my boyfriend!” He stared at her concernedly. Spurling; Austin had never quitted his post. He pushed her small hand into his jeans. Her heartbeat quickened. The funeral, it has just been said, took place on that day. Tomorrow you will feel like a freed woman. “So, how’d it go?” Lucy sighed. Wrap yourself in my cloak, and keep it.
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