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Every now and then something familiar in her tone, the poise of her head, the play of her eyes startled him. “I had those beautiful roses from you on my first night, and a tiny little note but no address. ” He glared at Martin. The blood temporarily halted to her brain, Michelle slept peacefully again. ’ *** Martha sniffed dolefully, scrubbing at her reddened eyes with a large square of damp linen.
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