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” Annabel leaned back in her chair and laughed till the tears stood in her eyes. She had maintained a B in each subject except History, which she occasionally felt compelled to strive for A’s in, considering she had lived through most of it. ” Another differed. ” “Wait? For what?” She replied. She pointed suddenly at the portrait. He had made it even easier by walking up the steps instead of taking the elevator. Playing with one hand he turned on his stool to glance at her. The hardest bout I ever had was with a woman—Sally Wells, who was afterwards lagged for shoplifting. She drank and drank until his body was a lifeless husk, as light as a mannequin, virtually hollow of all but the fluid in his bones. “What nonsense is this? What raving! My dear child, you DO live, you DO exist! You have this home. ” “You are jealous,” she declared contemptuously. ” “You should have let me do this for you a long time ago. She leaned a little towards him.

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