“More coffee, hon?” She held her hand over the cup. There were always parrots and parrakeets screaming in the fruit groves. And Suzanne, even that she has behaved to me not at all like a mother, would also not have said. His eyes were bright, and his voice had in it an unaccustomed timbre. I had never dreamed of such a friend as you. I'll forgive him if he does.
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