She released her clutch on it as, dizzy with exhaustion, she leaned against the back of the pew and closed her eyes, her fingers grasping out automatically for support. She felt the bedsprings coil as he moved from his seated position, entranced. Her fingers found the lump she sought and, with a little effort, she dragged out the black-wrapped foil. Capes. Gwen—I saw Gwen the other day, and the paint’s thicker than ever. “I had those beautiful roses from you on my first night, and a tiny little note but no address.
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