“Yes,” Cordelia agreed cordially, writhing within. “One doesn’t expect a thirty-four-year-old to fall in love like an adolescent. Quite an unexpected—gift, at my age. Even more unexpected at forty-four, I gather.” “Exactly,” said Mehta, pleased by Cordelia’s ready understanding. “A middle-aged career officer is hardly the stuff of romance.”
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