Damian hadn't dressed up, he'd just been wearing slacks and dress shoes. The air in the Jeep was suddenly soft, sweet, like the perfect summer night, when you can smell every blade of grass, every lea We stared at each other, until his hand dropped, slowly, away. He dropped onto the bed and slidupward, bracing the pillow behind him.
I sipped my coffee, and it wasn't bad. As he picked his way around the dust heap that had been the Soldiers and Sailors Monument inwhat had been Public Sq The Little Miss Doll, coming soon to leading toy anddepartment stores. My cross was safely underneath my shirt again.
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