8. The thought of you, wandering from pillar to post, believing yourself hunted—it tore my old heart to pieces! For I knew you. It dropped sideways and fell with a bang to the table. "I hope not. His voice had broken. Her soft brown eyes, inherited from Larry, warmed an already pretty face.
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