Marion Lightly
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Mary fiddles with the edges of his coat as he glances away for a moment. It’s a bit warm here, but he supposes it’s fine. He adjusts his jacket and murmurs, "Hello."
Mary fiddles with the edges of his coat as he glances away for a moment. It’s a bit warm here, but he supposes it’s fine. He adjusts his jacket and murmurs, "Hello."