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Edward Bribble stood between them with an open book. I'm told he's so handsome. It’s on the horse. “No, he wouldn’t come here of all places—just now. It was she who felt guilty as he showed her their bedroom, smelling her perfume, ingesting their psychic leftovers. They were on their way back home, or so she had thought.
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