But you will, you will. The day was unseasonably humid and dark, a thick fog having descended over manicured lawns. Ten thousand islands, and each one good for a night's rest. He gave her one of the sweaty red cans. Then most horribly she was clasped about the waist from behind and lifted from the ground.
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