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It’s just that I want to say. You won’t want to be late the first evening, and it’s ten minutes past seven now. “Does he ever ask about me?” She asked, feeling like a cuckolded old maid. Weeks hurled past, weeks that turned into months. ‘Suzanne, if I may say, had also not the choice. That Frenchie, that’s who she is. One of the reasons why I decline to talk is this: that boy's punishment will be enough.
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