There was a dreadful stifled groan, and she fell heavily upon the landing. Annabel, tell me that you did not wish me dead. She stared at him. “John,” she said, “I am afraid that I am going to make you unhappy. Walking into the bedroom, she quickly shed the miniskirt and sweater, folding them without ceremony. “My mom is making duck.
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