Her eyes were insane with rage, crusted with yellow and green, only beginning to heal from her long sojourn underground. She dressed quickly, pulling on white jeans and a red tee shirt. She warmed to him fast, her anger was much harder to carry than the pleasant everyday neutrality of affection. “David Courtlaw!” she repeated.
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