” “It’s the perpetual trouble,” he said, “of parent and child. ” The girl shook her head. “I must go. Too close, he reasoned, for safety. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. “Hello?” She asked as she cradled the phone by her ear.
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