It was still too dark for reading, but she could see well enough to note the number of the last page—fifty-six. His shadowy eyes revealed two things: that he was oversensitive in his extreme intelligence and that he suffered an acute insomnia. “Now I suppose Brendon understands exactly what you mean,” he remarked. Don’t, don’t say anything now, not anything.
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