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” Anna’s demeanour was still imperturbable, her marble pallor untinged by the slightest flush of colour. ” A man who had been sitting with his hat tilted over his eyes at an adjacent table had risen to his feet and stood suddenly before them. Thankfully only the children were home, so there was no one to take active notice that she had been accompanied on her way home from school. Her acrid rose perfume oil that hung in the air that smelled like a head shop, her V.
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