She dared not look directly at him, her head obscured by a gray hoodie, she had the slumped appearance of an androgynous adolescent. The fragrance of dryer sheets lay upon her like the snow that now drifted peacefully outside. Kneebone, on his return from Manchester. ” “Please don’t let him know I’m here yet.
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