Spurlock slumped in his chair, weak and empty. You have to come over to my house. Her face reminded him of a delicate unglazed porcelain cup, filled with blond wine. It ran in rivulets down her face, penetrating her hood and the thick quilting of her coat. She had slapped him away with her free hand and the finger was released suddenly, sending her careening to the floor. E.
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