” She spoke with a certain asperity. She could almost smell her mother’s attar of white roses and lemon verbena with the memory of the story. ’ He flushed. At the sight of her he became rigid and a singularly bright shade of pink. " He shifted the pages together, rolled and thrust them under her arm. ” He said.
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