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’ Gerald knew the caress in his voice was a trifle ironic. Only a son’s another story. The Wastrel wiped the blood from his forehead. . She was the type that people of every age gravitated to, naturally affable and kind to everyone. I guess she used to pick on her for being big and fat. "I mean to have no one but yourself in it.
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