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“Why should one pretend?” she whispered. It took all my self control not to let my hands wander. I used to go by the name Lucy Iovelli, which was my natural father’s surname. The significance of the kiss was still obscure to her, though she had frequently encountered the word and act in the Old and New Testaments and latterly in novels.
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