She felt scrawny, lanky, badly dressed in a baggy black T-shirt, sweaty, not at all beautiful; not even pretty. I'll call for you after lunch. ” “How absurd!” Annabel declared. When he was concentrating, deep shadows formed under his gray eyes. She counted three on the way to the train and four more on the crowded car that would have gladly taken him to bed with not so much as a word. He glanced out of the window, looked back at the major and grasped the handle of the door. 272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness.
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