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” “How the hell did you learn to play like that?” “Lots of practice, John. She wished she could steal his smiles and keep them in a box, they had always been so precious. They had been playing tennis, with his manifest intention looming over her. She heard him come in; the light burned on. She watched the people and hummed softly to herself.
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