” The men at the reporter’s table lifted their eyebrows, smiled faintly, and leaned back to watch how she took her scolding. But she veiled her feelings. His cheeks were puffy, and his eyes blood-shot. Even that he was an interfering person, if he walked through that door this moment, she would fling herself at him and weep all over his chest. “I want,” he said, with a white hand outstretched, “to take you out to tea. The boy she had loved was gone.
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