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” They left the restaurant just as the rain slowed to a dull trickle, the fury of the storm exhausted, having left mirror puddles in its wake. Had she said the words aloud? He pulled her close and she nuzzled her head on his chest. Perhaps you will explain the state of panic into which I seem to have thrown you. My last foster father in Alabama before the Becks was a heavy drug abuser. “That was a moment of madness,” she said.
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