The tropical dawn is swift. Manning came into her thoughts again, an unexpected, tall, dark, self-contained presence at the Fadden. ‘But lay him down. According to what I’ve heard, you oughtn’t to be here. The autumn rain had made every surface tacky, the wet seats of painted red picnic tables were avoided. ” Anna shook her head.
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