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She looked at the clock, though it was hardly necessary, she knew it had been precisely twenty-five minutes since he had let her know that he was on his way home. Being punctual was something that had always been a point of pride with her. As usual, she had spent the day keeping the house arranged, something she took a great deal of pleasure doing. Today, like every day, the floors were spotless, the rugs were swept, the dishes were clean waiting for him to put away (he insisted that he should...
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