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shy

The new lady was formidable: Scottish, she straddled continents and the conversation at our familiar dinner table as she would mount a feisty mare for an afternoon canter; and she was sitting next to me. In the midst of the … Continue reading

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on the night

we took our diversions to the party entertained each other between courses of food conversation and concern we caught hints of each other clues usually covered by normalcy but on this night displayed like fireworks against the foil of graceful … Continue reading

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