” Michelle sat in a yogi’s posture on the cold plywood, her eyes closed as if meditating. ‘Do please continue,’ Gerald begged, deceptively docile. The tree-lined streets were silent except for the sporadic revving of glass packs down Church Avenue. What are you after?’ ‘But my pistol and dagger, imbecile,’ she exclaimed impatiently, moving sharply back. “Monsieur would dine! It was very good! And Madame, of course?” with a low bow. You say you love me and want to marry, but those are strong, potent words, words meant to last a lifetime.
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