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A kind but hard looking female officer named Rose took her into a room and sat her down at a small wooden table. Mike was draped over the laminate kitchen counter, on the phone as usual. “It is very good of you to come and see me, my dear sister,” Annabel remarked, throwing herself into a low chair, and clasping her hands over her head. . “Can I bring you anything, sir—a whisky and soda, or a liqueur? You’ll excuse me, sir, but you haven’t touched your coffee. No mother would have sent her daughter into the world with such a wardrobe.
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