It’s the rarest luck, the wildest, most impossible accident. She would often steal away to tryst with him in the orchard, even now she felt her loins grow warm with the memory of his ardor. ” Anna raised her eyes, and caught the earnest gaze of an elderly gentleman with a double chin, a protuberant under lip, and a snuff-stained coat. Her target was a fifty-four year old man who lived with his mother, an obese neighborhood woman, a widow named Dawn Plote.
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