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“Who from?” She met his eye for a second and her heart failed her. Her formerly brown hair was dyed a white shade of blonde. I don’t mean I’m not a good woman—I mean that I’m not a GOOD woman. Are these folks your current foster parents?” “Yes. She had asked about that already, and her father had replied, evasively: “We’ll have to see about that, little Vee; we’ll have to see about that. “I wish you and I had drunk that love potion,” he said. Every man in her life had betrayed her one way or another. “To Hell if we don’t change our ways. Down there, whisky raises the very devil with white men. ‘More, I think,’ put in Madame, soulfully regarding the major, ‘because I have English, a little. ’ ‘Nothing of the sort,’ Gerald said calmly, sipping at his burgundy. See? You marry me.
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