I’ve never had a homemade Thanksgiving meal like that. ’ Melusine swung round and stared at him, while Gerald silently cursed. You are wholly in my power. A dry cough's the trumpeter of death. ’ He strode to the fireplace behind the leather-topped desk and addressed his own reflection in the mirror, wagging an admonitory finger in his own face. “I have waited for this,” he said, and stood quite still, looking at her until the silence became oppressive. Gerald frowned.
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