I don’t know what you’re talking about. I have the patience of a saint.
[ She turned away from the fountain as she heard the approaching steps, the winter jacket she’d accepted heavy but doing the job in keeping her warm in the chilly mid-afternoon. How strange was it to see him without any grays streaked in his hair, no thick beard covering his entire jaw. ]
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[ She turned away from the fountain as she heard the approaching steps, the winter jacket she’d accepted heavy but doing the job in keeping her warm in the chilly mid-afternoon. How strange was it to see him without any grays streaked in his hair, no thick beard covering his entire jaw. ]