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... rive?”
“Just now.”
He held an umbrella for her, and they talked and walked out of the cemetery together.
Fog lingered among the woods.
It was like walking in an ink painting, only adding to the loneliness.
A car was parked outside the cemetery.
Seeing Terrence Lentz coming, the driver immediately opened the car door, “Sir.”
Viola Thompson walked to the back seat.
Terrence carefully used his hand to shield the car roof.
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