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Part 3
"Good morning, dear. How was your sleep?"
"It's was fine," I tell Helena as I enter the kitchen, clad in a robe and shrugging off the mental residue of lovemaking. "Did David get something to eat before he left?"
"He did," she assures me. "And I've got some stuff for you as well; the things we talked about yesterday."
Yesterday I told He