The papers, half organized as they are, are collected. With very little preamble, the whole sheaf is set aside on the little table between the two beds.
From her bower of pillows, Fitcher regards him with two dark eyes. Yes. It is late. And he has returned with intent, hasn't he?
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Date: 2021-08-03 07:23 am (UTC)The papers, half organized as they are, are collected. With very little preamble, the whole sheaf is set aside on the little table between the two beds.
From her bower of pillows, Fitcher regards him with two dark eyes. Yes. It is late. And he has returned with intent, hasn't he?