” Michelle sat in a yogi’s posture on the cold plywood, her eyes closed as if meditating. She remembered possessing it during the Gold Rush. Stanley poured wine. “You’re getting too old to put things off, John. ” She commented, only to herself. She felt she must suffocate if these men did not put her down, and for a time they would not put her down. ” He signed his name and reflected. "Enough," said Jack, recovering his composure. E.
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