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. He was beautiful despite the odd angle. “Dear me!” he said. ” He stood up rather close to her and looked into her eyes. There were no mourners. He warned her that it drove most men mad and that the process for choosing another to become a vampire was lengthy and protracted with good reason. She inhaled a deep breath of air—London air. “What is the good of talking?” said her brother. “You know, my mom caught me smoking once with Missy. “I shall come back, if at all, a new man. ” His voice conveyed studied moderation. My dear! we’ve had so many moments! I used to go over the times we’d had together, the things we’d said—like a rosary of beads.
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