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No matter. ” “Fine. She slid the dress off, naked underneath. They sat on a wooden bench that overlooked the less aromatic part of the lake, deeper and not as frequented by geese. . “What’s going on with you?” John asked inquisitively, looking down at her abdomen. ‘But you will not be in a convent. The stairs creaked as Mark rushed down them. She recalled that day of the typhoon and the sloop crashing on the outer reefs. His only warning was a gleam of silver in the faint spill of light from the house above.
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