Annabel, tell me that you did not wish me dead. You represent to me an enigma, the solution of which has become the one desire of my life. Her pat answer to all inquiries was, “I let my sister Shari make me over,” while she kept from staring at her own reflection in the shiny shoes past her bare knees. ‘Never. That is what they call these aristocratic refugees, the English.
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