‘Your wife?’ ‘My wife,’ he repeated, rising also, his smile mocking her. She was glad not to be baking in it anymore, or feeling the fiberglass splinters 64 invading her rear end from sitting on the bleachers. ” Ann Veronica made a sympathetic little murmur.
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