He wiped the sweat from his chin and forehead. The young man was mollified by her sympathy, and flattered by the obvious attempts of several of the other guests to draw him into conversation. Her target was a fifty-four year old man who lived with his mother, an obese neighborhood woman, a widow named Dawn Plote. I don’t think they do matter.
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