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“She has improved her style,” someone declared. You came to see me in the hospital. I waited until he was asleep and then I tied him up with some duct tape and some old rope he had in the shed. She cursed the treachery of memory, its frailty and spottiness. He awoke, strangely content. I’m sorry. He jumped out of his own side once again and ran around the car to open hers in another theatrical display of chivalry. . It would be an ice storm by midnight if it did not let up. Gerald reached out a hand to stop her. “You are very kind to think of it,” she said, “but—don’t you think perhaps—that I had better not?” He smiled indulgently.
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