She didn’t pick her way over the terrain like she was afraid of slipping on the ice…She glided over it with long confident strides. Her hands were in her vest pockets. Her eyes were Susannah.
She didn’t pick her way over the terrain like she was afraid of slipping on the ice…She glided over it with long confident strides. Her hands were in her vest pockets. Her eyes were Susannah.
She didn’t pick her way over the terrain like she was afraid of slipping on the ice…She glided over it with long confident strides. Her hands were in her vest pockets. Her eyes were Susannah.
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