At times I swear I’ve never met a more jaded fifteen-year-old, and your lie about being sixteen didn’t get by me for one second, believe it. ’ His brows rose. As a rule, Courtlaw told her softly, he talked right and left, and to everybody throughout the whole of the meal—tonight he was almost silent, and seemed to devote his whole attention to staring at Anna. He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica. Ruth sighed; Spurlock stood up and drew his hand across his forehead as if awakening from a dream. I did not even know where to write and thank you. His brute strength surged through her veins, she could feel his energy in her heart, his life force stolen like candy from a baby.
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