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The tears were streaming down her face, her voice was thick with sobs. Perhaps this was the real turning point: the hour in which the disordered mind began permanently to readjust itself. McClintock wrote me about you; but all I needed was the sight of your face as it was a moment gone. You promise me you’ll never grow old, you hear?” “I promise.
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