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He gave her one of the sweaty red cans. But to confess about Gerald— no, a thousand times. “I wish you and I had drunk that love potion,” he said. Of course she had taken the boy as her lover, acting as his muse. And Gerald— Melusine swallowed on an unaccountable lump in her throat. Come into the parlour, Winifred, and dry your eyes directly, or I'll send you to bed. A slow heavy thumping started up in Melusine’s chest, and she scarcely took in the astonished silence in those present in the room. She ran through the backyards of Pinecrest subdivision, piano wire and a slim jim tucked into her pantyhose. One cannot successfully argue with a drunken man.
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