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her arm, but sh
eyes pleading. "We'll talk abou
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was a bi
, whispered in the dark, of a hou
ther Eleanor' s constant, not-so-
or would say, her gaze point
way, leaving Mark and Chl
felt li
umbled for her car keys,
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concerned brown eyes, was standin
ola bar and a smal
was in the lobby. Dr. Ethan Reed," he said, offering
he offerings, the
ak, "Thank you,"
ympathetic, then walk
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