’ He strode to the fireplace behind the leather-topped desk and addressed his own reflection in the mirror, wagging an admonitory finger in his own face. When Sheila was in a good mood, one almost enjoyed her. ’ ‘Can you prove it?’ demanded Hilary. What little happiness I had I was forced to steal.
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