“You are mine, Annabel, and nothing shall ever make me give you up. “I should like to speak to you for a few minutes,” he said to Anna, dropping his voice a little. \"Would you like some orange juice?\" Larry had already been working outside for an hour, Mike at his side, dragging grass clippings to the compost pile. I felt as though I had bandaged eyes.
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