He smiled. ’ ‘Nothing of the sort,’ Gerald said calmly, sipping at his burgundy. Loneliness—something that was almost physical: as if the vitality had been taken out of the air she breathed. She looked in the glass over and over as she checked for lint and makeup streaks. That night a grave was dug in Willesden churchyard, next to that in which Mrs.
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