’” She played “If I Were a Rich Man,” adding syrupy trills and flourishes at every phrase. Spurlock (himself verging upon the hysterical) welcomed the diversion. She relented out of exhaustion, yet he would not let her near Marina, his embrace tightening. Seeing the footman about to follow her in, Gerald clamped a hand onto his shoulder. Despite her busy work schedule, Sheila had always been a social person, a talker, a joiner of neighborhood groups, a town council member, a PTA worker, and a thrower of neighborhood coffee klatches. Her hair had begun to grow back, it now swept to her shoulders. At any rate she must see me.
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