The scent of cloying pine dust filled the air as floodlights shone eerily through the jungle gym of new wood. At length the task was done, and she jabbed the needle into a cushion, folded the coat, and rose. Still—I don’t know whether I quite like—Something ramshackle about those people, Vee. Her white shirt was ridiculously utilitarian, but fitted in all the right places, he smirked.
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