In rushed Mr. It was an intimate smell, the unmistakable scent of him and another woman. She did not enter the cabin at once, but paused on the threshold and stared at the silent, recumbent figure in the bunk. There were dark rims under her eyes, soft now with unshed tears. But I give you this warning, and let it sink in. “Yes, I know. To my loving parents and brothers, and my Aunts, Gail and Barb.
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