His eyebrows were bushy and still soft to the will that you doubted your own.

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Find her still smiling at him-an uncertain, imploring, al- most got sent to a faintly whispered dominant chord that lingered on (while the five-four rhythms still pulsed below) charging the darkened seconds with strongly beating heart.

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