” They left the restaurant just as the rain slowed to a dull trickle, the fury of the storm exhausted, having left mirror puddles in its wake. “You were really at Moulton House,” she exclaimed penitently. Their heads touched again, their arms tightened. It’s my other side of the moon.
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