I’ve had my time and lost my chances. ’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. The whole story of your relationship is a fabrication. She hoped that Shari would not be too brokenhearted about her disappearance. The houses they flitted to and from were glutted with hangers-on, servant/mistresses, and errant prostitutes.
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