" "Would you like to have me read to you?" He did not answer. He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica. “Heavens, look at the time!” she exclaimed. “But about last night. Several people were passed out on the sectional sofa, and muffled noises emanated from other rooms indicating that the party’s embers were still smoldering, but John was nowhere to be seen. “I don’t understand. The thought of beauty became an obsession. The young man desperately ill and the girl taking care of him! Of course, there could be only one ending to such a bout with liquor, and that ending had come perhaps suddenly but not surprisingly. I’m leaving you, and you can’t stop me. Here was not the individual against whom she had been warned. Traci moved out to L. But never would any so dishonour himself as to hand a fellow rogue over to the authorities.
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