’ ‘Truly?’ Melusine said excitedly. Lucy, would you like to be my date for the silly little dance they call the Junior Prom?\" There was a pregnant pause as she digested the information. Beyond was an avenue of tall poplars that rose like columns, disappearing into undulating hills that were black with sleeping houses and fertile soil. "Whatever you like, Hoddy," she agreed, wiping the sweat from her forehead. ’ The door closed behind them both and Gerald was alone with Melusine. Beck, it smells wonderful in here. The next hour makes, or mars you for ever.
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