Melusine felt the calloused hand grasp around hers. With a finger crooked in his side-pocket, she measured her step with his, her senses still dizzy from the echo of the magic sounds. Love!” He held her arm and abandoned it again at her quick defensive movement. Somehow her walk home with him had been transmogrified into a melodramatic rejection, a slamming.
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