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And send aunit over to the hockey rink. She twisted her scarf around her neck. It didn't come up, she said,unwittingly using the same line he had given her about Olie's van. She was floating onnothing in a black void.

We have a treat for you, he had said. It's my job. It seemed a year ago, and yet hecould still taste the desire to kiss her, still smell the faint aroma ofcheese that clung tenaciously to her coat. Two, three .