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DeborahChapter 18
Sharon tiptoed to the sitting room door. Richard was standing with his hands in his pockets gazing out of the window. Sharon wondered what was going through his mind. If she knew her Richard, it would not just be joy and love. He was too complex for that. He would be getting in a stew about proposing marriage, worrying about what Annette's reaction might be, the engagement ring, the round of the parents and why Deborah had left so quickly even though he now remembered that she was due to...