I'll be outside the hotel at nine-thirty. It was Annabel’s. She could smell him almost as strongly as she could the new paint on the fire escape walls, along with the wool suit and the weird polyester smell of his wet umbrella. It has something to do with the fact that my Mom had them when she was only seventeen. The lines about his mouth gradually softened. She even hit the jackpot in 1952 when she found a photograph in a London issue of Vogue.
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