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quiet, she thought, like we were the... 312 |
[Feb. 4th, 2010|02:54 am] |
It's so
quiet, she thought, like we were the only people on the face of the
earthRhett's tall form was a part of the darkness, his white shirt
front covered by his black evening capeScarlett tightened her hold
on
his arm, above the crook of the elbowIt was firm and strong, the
powerful arm of a powerful manShe moved a little closer to
his side
She could feel the warmth of his body, sense the bulk and strength of
it"Wasn't that a wonderful party?" she said too loudlyHer voice
echoed, sounding strange to her ears"I thought I'd laugh out loud at
old lookdown-your-nose HannahMy grief, when she got a taste of
how
Southerners treat folks, her |
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