” He passed his hand wearily over his forehead. She enjoyed preparing the evening meals, the smells of potatoes roasting in the oven, the stink of onions in the pan, the crackle of chicken frying. “Wow. To love in such a way, it is excessively selfish. The shops were lighting up into gigantic lanterns of color, the street lamps were glowing into existence, and she had lost her way. Solomon Smith received something very like a rebuff. The doctor reached over and laid his hand upon Spurlock's heart. “Get you a cold one?” “No thanks. I’ve thought that out, and you must make up your mind to it. I tell you what, Mr.
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