Who is it?” “Your brother Mike!” Michelle chirruped, sounding uncannily like her mother Diane. "Who are you?" inquired Mrs. And the infernal thought of that kiss returned—the softness of her lips and the cool smoothness of her cheeks. On the mantelpiece in front of her was a note addressed to her in Annabel’s handwriting. “You are my friend,” she said, “if any one is.
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