Water I need. Part 2 In the late afternoon, as Ann Veronica was gathering flowers for the dinnertable, her father came strolling across the lawn toward her with an affectation of great deliberation. Her mouth was an effective tourniquet. ’ ‘But, no,’ She dimpled. A delicate flush of colour streamed into her cheeks.
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