The fragrance of dryer sheets lay upon her like the snow that now drifted peacefully outside. “You are mine, Annabel, and nothing shall ever make me give you up. " "It is too late," returned Jack, sullenly; "I can't be honest if I would. After he had eaten dinner with Ruth, he had gone to McClintock's; and he had heard music such as he had heard only in the great concert halls.
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