But I won't be cheated of my prize. A chill rain thrummed against the sides of John’s car, having slowed from deluge to steady patter, the snow was 158 dissolved where it lay. Her eyes were soft and blue, arched over by dark brows, and fringed by long silken lashes. While she worked, Melusine worried over the problem of getting Jack home.
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