“Are these ordinary sapphires?” she said. A chill rain thrummed against the sides of John’s car, having slowed from deluge to steady patter, the snow was 158 dissolved where it lay. ” She had found it on a gray beach along the shores of California in the year 1804. ” “It is,” Annabel answered shortly.
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