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She married my Dad in a small ceremony down at City Hall. “Did it seem like I was in pain to you?” She smirked. My poor brain is so mixed, dear, I hardly know what I am saying. He found himself growing hoarse yelling over the music, but it also situated him to lean towards her to put his hand on her ear to aid her hearing. He did not look up, so he did not know that in her other hand she held a glass of wine. “I do not like to seem inhospitable, Anna,” she said hesitatingly. ’ ‘I would have done, only you threatened to blow off my head,’ Gerald reminded her, laughing.
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