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Her elbows were ready. And yet to Spurlock it was only the title of a story he would some day write. Click the link below to join and download your free copy of FATED FOLLY http://eepurl. His skill has not been tried. We'll have some fun down there at my place, Spurlock; but we'll probably bore your wife to death. ‘We mean you no harm,’ he said reassuringly. Just as they reached the eastern outlet of the churchyard— where the tall elms cast a pleasant shade over the rustic graves—a momentary stoppage took place. She could almost smell her mother’s attar of white roses and lemon verbena with the memory of the story. He squatted and threw his arm around the backs of her knees.
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