I don’t idealize you. I’ve called half a dozen times at her flat, and she won’t see me. I offered myself as a clerk, as a milliner, as a shop girl. \" She tried not to stare at Shari who had resumed 11 sipping the drugged cocoa. “I was sick of the make-believe. But the clearly definite thing was the ultimate escape. But no matter how you phrase it, the end is the same. ” “Why?” she asked. She hated tricking Shari, whose joy for life was the only thing that made her naive enough to fall for laced iced tea or hot cocoa, depending on the season. When she finally did take her own lover, it was not with a member of the household staff.
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