Both of them. They fell in a diapason of smashes. “Is that a challenge?” She shrugged her shoulders, all ablaze with jewels. And through it all, like a golden thread on a piece of tapestry, weaving in and out of the patterns, the unspoken longing for love. Mrs. Miss Miniver looked over her glasses at her friend almost balefully.
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