We met dissecting dogfish. Used to play together, we did, all over Remenham House. “But where are you going? Lucy, you’re safe here. “John, don’t!” she cried. She’d prefer that I read classic literature, of course, but she only reads paperback romance novels, so she can’t exactly complain.
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