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it to stand.
“Frank,” he said, spreading his hands. “What a place. Megan didn’t do it justice.”
Vivian was already moving toward the steps.
I stepped to the edge of the porch, not down, just to the edge, and held up one hand.
“Gerald,” I said. “Vivian. Before you come any further, I need you to understand something.”
Gerald’s smile did not flicker. He was continue reading …
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