The Harris campus looked like apostcard setting. He was just some guy. The fear that no one would ever love her, that she was inherentlyunlovable, tainted by the stain of her mother's sins. A faint tichad begun in her right eyelid.
He watched her as she stuffed the garbage into a wastebasket the size ofa shoebox, her movements jerky and quick, her body language snappingthat she didn't want his scrutiny. In the blink of an eye. The fact that he said it almost grudgingly,that he clearly didn't like being one-upped, made the complimentsweeter. Megan made no effort to move.
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