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The Problem

The Problem

Josie and I hurried down the stairs; my

carriage and coachmen stood before us. The wind blew stronger, tiny

sprinkles of rain falling here and there. But I barely noticed

them.

Joe loved me.

No other carriages were on the street, and

Josie let out a sigh of relie...

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