“Excuse me?” Mike threw Michelle a strange look, bursting into a grin. And then suddenly—a relief. The doorbell tinkled and Michelle grabbed her purse and rushed down the creaky wooden stairs. " "How do you manage that, Mr. You tonic my liver and you tonic my soul. But women—women as a rule don’t throw themselves into things like that. Her hair, once red, faded to a thin gray that she kept cut into a practical short bob. I always told you some accident would happen.
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