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Thanks. ” Her heart leaped within her as she caught that phrase. Thank you for the books. Her foster father, Larry, was the hard working son-of-a-bitch type with a disdain for suits. “You didn’t expect that I should kiss you?” “How was I to know that a man would—would think it was possible—when there was nothing—no love?” “How did I know there wasn’t love?” That silenced her for a moment. ” Anna read, and her cheeks grew slowly scarlet. Montague Hill. He said the place had gone to wrack. I wrenched this off, and in an envelope addressed to me in faded ink, I found the locket and the pearls.
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