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It seemed to him that a sort of mist had risen up between them. She could almost smell her mother’s attar of white roses and lemon verbena with the memory of the story. Michelle tossed her hair like a young colt flicking its tail. ” Her mind went back to that treaty. He drew a little breath and stepped back.
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