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but the lightness and flavor of this is far superior. It's delicious!" |
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A pleased expression raised Mike's brows. "The lightness is because we try to be health conscious." He began to explain things Abby did not understand, about cooking in unsaturated fats and using only lean meats like chicken, veal, and turkey. |
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"Something like dealing with calories and cholesterol," Abby ventured, unsure whether her remark made her sound knowledgeable or brainless. It must have been the former, for he did not react. |
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Or perhaps that was because he still seemed preoccupied. He wolfed down his sandwich as though hungry, but he might have been eating its paper wrapping, for all the enjoyment he seemed to get. |
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To move his mind from whatever was bothering himand to obtain information she neededAbby asked Mike where water came from on the desert. He began a complicated explanation of reservoirs and aqueducts that Abby could barely follow. None provided a way to help her family if they had not had rain. "But aren't there areas where there's always water, even in a drought?" |
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He shrugged, and the movement caused a rippling of the dark hair touching his broad shoulders. "There are maps of rivers and lakes. I don't know if they always have water, but . . . if you're really interested, you can go back and see if the bookstore has anything." He soon excused him- |
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