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On the mantelpiece in front of her was a note addressed to her in Annabel’s handwriting. I cannot go on. The risk I run is nothing to yours. A lesson learned. ” The suitcase loomed in her memory, making its presence felt once again. He said that his life was boring and stupid without her. The cook tried to ply her with spiced meat and fish soup.
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