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1 through 1. “The Annabel who lives here, who sings every night at the ‘Unusual’? They call her by your old name. To my loving parents and brothers, and my Aunts, Gail and Barb. ‘Did it indeed?’ ‘I should think he’s guessed, don’t you?’ ‘Without any doubt at all. She crouched beneath a stump, her extremities twitching as the sun set orange and blue beyond the lace of iron-black trees. I thought that I was marrying Meysey Hill, not that creature. The act was mechanical, a bit of sparring for time: his anger was searching about for a new vent. Stanley poured wine.
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