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‘And me, I am a lady. F. I am a little afraid. Her parents have more money than God. A lucky escape. The sun was setting, casting long dreary shadows across deformed apple trees. He embraced her small body in his arms, kissing her forehead over and over. She dismissed the idea of doing so. She forced herself not to think of John. “Shopman.
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