Dieu du ciel! Gerald was kissing her! She struggled to be free, and the arms that held her loosened, the lips leaving hers. When she finished her last cadence, Carolyn and Thomas begged her to play encores. Always. ‘Quickly! You must get up. I want my freedom. Twenty-one, twenty-two. “We can,” he said, “and we will. .
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