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December 1, 2014 at 4:41 am #3595
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    Bugger caution, thought Finnley. “My cousin Finly has a new job,” she said impulsively to Godfrey, while they waited for Elizabeth to return from the loo.

    Godfrey jumped.

    “Finnley, I didn’t realise you were there. How very interesting. Where is your cousin working?”

    Finnley sighed loudly and decided impulsive conversation was overrated. Why do people always want to know more? She had given him the bloody gist of it hadn’t she?

    “Don’t make me talk. I hate talking,” she said, rudely rolling her eyes.

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