’ Gerald cast a swift look up the corridor, but there was no one there, not even a shadow. Drowning, her brain dizzy, Melusine clung to the source of the flooding warmth, her hands, no longer forcibly held, moving without will about the firm back. An astonished Jack Kimble was revealed in the aperture. I sang to him, and he was satisfied.
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