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Abby realized then that the thing resembled a privy for a reason. How handy it was!just like the lights. And the blessed privacy of this room, after weeks of hiding as best she could on the trail . . . heaven! Were there more surprises here? |
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She explored the room, looking and touching and moving levers. She discovered separate handles that caused hot and cold water to pour into both sink and tub. Best of all was when she used both together and got comfortably warm water. She ran water into the tub but found that a hole allowed it to escape. Convinced of the cleverness of Mike Danziger, Abby knew there had to be an easy solution. She found a lever beneath the hot and cold controls. When she pushed it, the water remained in the tub. |
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While the tub filled, Abby pulled towels from under the sink. Then she glanced at herself in the mirror. She looked terrible! Much of her wet hair had fallen from its bun. Her dark eyes looked huge and sunken, her cracked lips drawn in a tight, nervous lineno wonder, after all she had experienced that day. But suddenly she hated how she looked. She wished she could do something to make herself appear attractive to Mike Danziger, for there was something about him that drew her to him like a lodestone. Danziger. Could he be a relative of Arlen's? But how? |
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She wondered suddenly if he, instead of Arlen, was the Danziger with whom her destiny was intertwined. The thought was both appealing and superbly disquieting. There were too many |
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