He must fight the thought continually, day in and day out. Ludicrously loud sounds streamed from the array of speakers. The features were indistinct, but was that not a halo of white about it? And the dark shadow below, was that a cloak, or the habit of a nun? Skirting the dancing, from which he had taken a breather—not from lack of energy, but to escape the inanities of the young ladies he had partnered—Gerald made his way to a side door in the saloon and opened it. \"Would you like some orange juice?\" Larry had already been working outside for an hour, Mike at his side, dragging grass clippings to the compost pile. Still, I am curious. Hill was exchanging greetings with his hostess, and salutations around the table.
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