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She felt her chest trying to float up, but the blessed undertow, the dreaded reason why she was warned to never bathe in the ocean, sucked her feet down, putting the decision where it belonged, into the hands of God. ’ She shuddered, throwing her hands over her face. Day after day—five, to be exact—she had returned to Morgan's; and each time the man would understand what had drawn her, and with a kindly smile would sit down at the piano and play. At every step he seemed to be haunted by the ghost of the past. “It makes me feel,” he said, “that nothing is impossible—to have you here beside me. His grey eyes burned under his shaggy eyebrows.
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