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"Glorious," she said again, but this time with a little edge to it. "As glorious as all the rest?"
Wake up, Harley, here she comes again. The floating stopped and he drifted abruptly down to earth. "What's this?"
"Was it so glorious, for instance, when you used to make it with Thea?"
He tried to massage the tension out of her shoulders but it wouldn't go. "That was ten years ago. More," he said quietly.
She held her peace for a while, her body telling him clearly enough that she wasn't pleased. "I'm sorry," she said finally. "I know it was a long time ago. There are just times when I can't help feeling haunted."
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