You’re a piss-poor liar, John. ” “I will see that he gets it immediately on his return,” the lady promised. She could almost smell her mother’s attar of white roses and lemon verbena with the memory of the story. It would be easy enough for me to write an eloquent letter about something else. He seemed to be. She leaned forward, her chin in her palms, her elbows on her knees, and she set her gaze upon his face and kept it there in dreamy contemplation.
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