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| Justine sighedknowing he would be long gone before she got through
the crowd waiting to shake the minister’s hand. Surehoney. ********** The House on Sandstone 188 The blonde woman ducked beneath a pine branch and gave it a good shake. The sun never hit this spotso the snow and ice that had accumulated over the last jordan sneakers for womenweek still clung to her favorite perch. Instead of climbing the branchesshe had to settle for leaning against the sticky trunk. If someone knew to look for hershe was out in the open. But she couldn’t resist the urge to watch the house below. She needed a vivid reminder–proof positive–that there wasn’t anything down there for her. All of her ideas about having something with Justine Hall were sillystupid pipe dreams. Justine had spelled it out for her in plain English–she just hadn’t listened. Carly fingered the Dunhills in her pocketwanting one right now more than anytime since she’d set them aside a couple of weeks ago. If not for the fact that she’d disappoint her mother terriblyshe’d chuck the whole idea of quitting and light up right here in Stony Ridge Park. There was no point in not smoking to please Justine. They’d been so close to sharing a kiss last nightand it wasn’t just some lust |
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