My Elizabeth - Chapter 17

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Chapter 17

A friend may well be reckoned the masterpiece of nature. -- Ralph Waldo Emerson

 

 

Chapter 17

 

 

Buffy began to stir just as the sun rose across the water.   She uncurled slowly and blinked several times, her face expressionless.

 

He wanted - no craved - to go to her, smooth her hair down and lay his hand upon her cheek.  Instead, he remained slumped in the chair, uncertain of how to approach her. 

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