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At least, he would always be able to take care of Ruth. They slow danced to a Bon Jovi ballad. She grasped at the right one, massaging where his grip had been and Gerald hoped he had not bruised her. “The truth!” Annabel bent over her and whispered in her sister’s ear.
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