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Mike was showing his territorial instincts, brought out by the fact that he was drunk. Her tone was icy. “Your teeth are chattering! I’ll make you some hot chocolate!” Cathy cried. Without turning or looking in his direction she leaned forwards, her head supported upon her fingers, her elbows upon her knees. It would be downright cruel to disillusion her.
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