“So am I the jewel or the bug inside?” He smiled. Eight per cent. ’ ‘The nuns?’ she said, gazing at him innocently. He had not remembered her as looking so small. “I had those beautiful roses from you on my first night, and a tiny little note but no address. It slid off flimsily. ” Michelle said, tossing her glossy ponytail defiantly. They looked out over the city, grim and silent now, for it was long past midnight.
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