Then she shrugged. It’s not you—not a bit. Her hands wove
through his black hair, luxuriating in its thickness. ’
‘And I love the way you call me imbecile,’ finished Gerald. Just me and another girl named Krista
who turned eighteen and left right about when I got
there. K-kimble, sir,’ stammered the lad. Her fingers found the lump she sought and, with a little effort, she
dragged out the black-wrapped foil. ”
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fees. “It is a night of endings,” she murmured to herself.
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