Your mother and I do not approve of drinking. Have you not heard of the Eighteenth Amendment?โ โProhibition? I drink to its health whenever I can.
Libba BrayNo, I call. Come back. I'm here, he says. But I can't see. It's too bright. You can't hold back the light, Gemma. I'm here. Trust me.
Libba BrayThey swoon over Tom, who preens for them, bowing, which sets them to blushing and giggling. God help us all.
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