For your reading pleasure, Tempest presents yet another exquisite example of romantic narrative
Shadowy Seasons No; Telemachus Fillmore, Student Nurse, was not pleased. Not at all! Neither the cries of the frolicking children nor the great, oak-panelled library impressed her, and it was all because he wasnt there. Intellectually, she realized that Boris, the perilous, unconquerable loving suitor she had turned so thoughtlessly away, had a full life in which he was away again on safari, and he could not be expected to hold any consideration for the pleasure of one silent girl. Intellectually, she knew this. And yet
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