Isabella Gates

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“They’re very good boots, Ed,” she admitted. “Good job. I ain’t easy to please.” This nearly made him twitch again; genuine compliments used to make him jerk nearly as badly as criticisms, but he’d worked hard in his college years to suppress this. Only June, who knew him so well, saw the spasm in his jaw.
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