They order me to get my man, and I get him. Melusine was unable to repulse him—even had she tried. He had absorbed her in a single glance, and was now defining her as he worked. She found the silence comforting, as old people often do. She addressed him in a tone of puzzlement. She watched as his headlights flooded the driveway and many minutes after his car was gone. ‘Now then, my lad, you’re under arrest you are. Melusine felt the calloused hand grasp around hers. “You must not think of me as one.
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