The picture in her mind altered and she saw again the way Gerald had looked with consternation upon the bruises he had inflicted on her wrist. “Who on earth did you study violin with?” Michelle jumped in. “His dress for no man lays a snare; A man scores always, everywhere. Balanced on his nose were enormous tortoise-shell spectacles.
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