Her knees almost sank beneath her as she raised the latch of the front door and looked out. "Not exactly," answered Jonathan, drily. She realized that he was the sort of man one does not think much about at dinners. Besides, she had admitted her identity. Mike and Shari got jobs as well. The entire city seemed to exist for beauty and art alone. “My husband!” she laughed a little derisively. The air was sweet with the smoky perfume of myrrh, hazy and dense with incense.
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