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Whatever charm she had was losing its potency. Not fully, not totally, but enough that she began to understand it was a possibility. She’d seen it happen to others, the older girls she’d known since moving here.
He made an omelet at four A.M. that neither of them touched.
IT HAD BEEN A dead night, no takers. Maybe Alex was giving off a spiky, desperate air—people could tell when you needed things, had an animal nose for failure.
