When he had finished he took up the wine list and ordered a bottle of dry champagne. He sat alone in his brother’s old car night after night that summer, staring blankly at the red sky beyond the abandoned farmhouse where she had once shown him her secrets. A pair of long-lashed blue eyes studied them both as she slowly brought her hands down to rest by her sides. Austin, or any man of similar dimensions, would have found wholly impossible. His face was that of a quick, intelligent-looking boy, with fine hazel eyes, and a clear olive complexion.
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