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splendid voices sang on from phase to phase of love’s unfolding, the ship drove
across the sea to the beating rhythm of the rowers. “It’s the warming up of the year, the coming of the
light mornings, the way in which everything begins to run about and begin new
things. But not once in these ten years had they borne blossom or fruit. I am very,
very sorry, but you must listen to me. If my Mom found out, she’d kill me. ’
‘Ah, that is easy,’ she began, laughing. Diane did not hear the footsteps on
her brick patio or the audible click of the back door lock
being compromised. ‘That is settled then. ‘Still more would I be so if he had come himself
to tell me this.
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