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“I never liked the dinners,” I said.
He took my hand, his fingers warm and steady.
“The keys are in the drawer,” he said.
I looked down at the hand holding mine, then at the gold ring he had left on the mantlepiece earlier that day.
I walked over to the fireplace, picked up the gold band, and held it out to him.
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