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"Well, I'm sure Winifred could never have loved you as well as I do," said Mrs. She spoke with an entirely false note of cheerful offhandedness. Presently the odour of burnt powder mingled agreeably with that of the incense. She was leaning over him and he smelled her like he had never smelled anyone before. She changed into a halter top and a pair of tight jeans herself, and let Lucy brush her long, glossy hair as they talked about mascara, schoolwork, and boys.
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