‘Kimble, you shouldn’t be here. At the back of her mind there seemed always one irrelevant qualifying spectator whose presence she sought to disregard. Will you find your destiny, I wonder, or will you go through life like so many others—a wanderer, knocking ever at empty doors, homeless to the last? Oh, if one could but find the way to your heart. And I've already told you the accident was not Jack's fault. ” His eyes were squeezed shut.
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