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EARLES, Strictly Private Every one stared at Anna. He was walking listlessly along, well-dressed, debonnair, good-looking. “You fill me with happiness, John. Michelle was on her like a fly, asking her questions about her past foster homes she did her best to avoid, pretending to be swamped every night with sudden reams of homework and unable to be reached by phone. The same teardrop bust, the same long waist, the same thick legs. ’ Gerald grinned. . “For Heaven’s sake, no,” she answered quickly. “Dear John,” she whispered. The terror faded from her eyes. He had a handsome, jolly-looking face; stood six feet two in his stockings; and measured more than a cloth-yard shaft across the shoulders—athletic proportions derived from his father the dragoon. .
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