Eleanor laughed, her cheeks flushing like a girl’s. She almost threw it away. But that Sunday, she found herself on the train to St. Ives.
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He didn’t shake it. He held it. “Hello, Eleanor.” Eleanor laughed, her cheeks flushing like a girl’s