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She untucked his starched shirt, running her hands along his smooth torso and underneath his arms. ’ ‘Pah!’ scoffed Melusine. I did not know what God had in mind then. He fell backwards on his butt, the wind knocked out of him. And yet that could not be: it was a confession only in the event of his death. “Shari told me. Mr. Michelle looked at their reflections in the wall mirror. Twelve years, then, have elapsed since the date of the occurrences detailed in the preceding division of this history.
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