She wished she could steal his smiles and keep them in a box, they had always been so precious. Michelle moaned and Lucy, unable to help herself, stroked her hair. " "That child may be the means of saving me," muttered the stranger, as if struck by a new idea: "I shall gain time by the expedient. Clarice rubbed her belly, singing songs to the unborn baby. “I hope,” Annabel answered lazily, “that you have succeeded.
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