Michelle sat on her bed, which emanated scents of powdered laundry detergent and Sweet Honesty perfume. You’re a piss-poor liar, John. He entered it; crossed the room, in which there was only a small truckle-bed, over which he stumbled; opened another door and gained the stair-head. Gossip was the driving force in Sheila’s existence.
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