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... lightly and lowered his head, burying it in Isabel Smith’s hair, taking in her scent as he slowly closed his eyes, seemingly meditating or nodding off. After a long time, his lips brushed against her hair and he spoke softly, asking the question that had been on his mind all afternoon, "Isabel, where did you and George Vincent go today?"
Isabel raised her head slightly and, under the dim sleep lamp in the infirmary, smiled at Percy’s extraordinary face, "Why do you ask?"
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