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The sun lingered, finally dropping beyond the dark canopy of pine trees at the edge of the park. Then he stepped briskly to his feet and bent over the wounded man. It was dry, as if she had powdered it. He sent a speculative glance at the immobile yellow face. She slipped on white thin-soled tennis shoes with no socks, her ankles exposed as Shari had once suggested they be worn. But let that verse tell my secret. Then before she could say a word to arrest him he was at her side.
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