She had worn a long skirt that morning, and a roomier sweater that was slightly easier to handle than Shari’s low cut numbers. She had flung away from her father’s support with the finest assumption of personal independence. “Nice sleeve,” she said, and came to his hand and kissed it. Kneebone.
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