” Cathy ruffled Lucy’s curly hair. She pulled at his tee shirt again, wishing to feel his naked chest upon hers. What was he doing? What was he thinking? It was less than a day now, less than twenty hours. She turned them down and gently placed the violin back in its red fake fur lined chamber. CHAPTER XIX.
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