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In the Bronco, Abby felt jubilant. "You see," she said, "I'm not so 'looney songs' as you thought." |
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He tried to hide his brief smile. "The expression is 'Looney Tunes,' and I was never convinced you were crazy. Not totally, anyway. But you have to admit this entire episode is . . . well, incredible." |
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It was more than an "episode" to her. It was a volume whose ending had not yet been writtenunlike the journal she had placed inside the waistband of her jeans with care so as not to damage it further. Tenderly she reached down and patted it. She would read it that night. |
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"What's happened between us is not something people could anticipate, Mike," she agreed. |
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As they drove up the hill, Abby glanced at the tree where Dixie had been killed. Mike had not loved her. Might he now begin again to trust others? He surely would learn from what was in the journals that he could trust Abby. |
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And she might yet save him from whatever caused her burgeoning fear, for not even finding the journals that day had lightened her anxiety. |
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Abby helped Hannah prepare supper. "You must eat with us," she insisted. "I have so many stories to tell. . . . " |
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As she chopped vegetables for a salad, Abby said, "I thought you told me Mike loved Dixie." |
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"I let you draw your own conclusion. Did he tell you the whole story?" |
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