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a bottle of cheap r

fee mug. The wine was acid

genia wouldn't let me in the main house if it was raining. She said I tracked mud.

is glass. His face was in sha

he used to tell me I was lucky he put up with me. He

own. The sound was shar

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roze.

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wide, shimmering with unshed

a gift, Aria. They tried to bury it

her cheek. Then ano

ried her face in Harland's chest. She sobbed, h

cond, unsure. Then, slowly, he lowered them. One

risp linen. It was an expensive scent, incongruous wi

land whispered into he

ere, listening to the steady thrum of his hea

out. She fell asleep right ther

face was pale, her eyelashes clu

. He carried her to the mattress and laid

ndow. He pulled out

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project in Jersey. The

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t them million

ything," Harland said. "Make

g on the floor. He knew he was crossing a

realized neutrality w