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doc#98 | -law became her lover after the |
doc#145 | could not believe her own eyes. |
doc#145 | chamber pot beside her feet, and |
doc#148 | was standing beside her , watching the |
doc#140 | station wagon beside her mother. She |
doc#86 | ten discrepancies between her memory of Dr. |
doc#140 | her, blocking her retreat. </p><p> She |
doc#142 | . </p><p> It bothered her that she probably |
doc#137 | tried to break her fall. He |
doc#148 | my Uncle brought her into his antique |
doc#140 | fell, bruising her arm on a |
doc#109 | canvas. But her conscious need was |
doc#142 | it. But her mother would rebuke |
doc#137 | pretty. But her prettiness was what |
doc#95 | Portland home by her widowed mother, |
doc#145 | dutifully stood by her side among the |
doc#140 | soft, caressed her shoulders warmly from |
doc#133 | , and carried her into the house |
doc#140 | could not catch her breath and then |
doc#133 | . He caught her by an arm |