He talked about his driver's license, how he would soon inherit his older brother's BMW. ‘Though we might have done, if a certain addlepated clothhead hadn’t let her get away. The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. "Who isn't it like?" he asked, endeavouring to gain possession of the drawing, which, af the sound of his footstep, she crushed between her fingers. The boy was right.
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