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“Are you cold?” He asked her, cocking his head to one side like a puppy, so close that the heat of his words warmed her cheek. She had in her suitcase a small scrapbook, only a few pages, what little information she had gathered on him through the years. His car, a black Alfa Romeo, waited at the end of the subdivision. Her heart full of dread, she dragged on it. ’ ‘You mean the one that you refused to feed?’ demanded Gerald, seizing this promising cue and adopting a mournful note. ” She eyed him scornfully.
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