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... drinks too much before dinner.” And, with that, she strutted away, custom made robes swishing with each step. Rita had not known whether to... as they trudged out of sight, she began scuttling down the trunk of the oak. Then, suddenly, as if out of nowhere, James ... her closely and Rita chose to take a unique and previously untried tack: the truth - or, at least something vaguely resembling it. “I’m ...
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