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... out was likely fifty, perhaps older. It is sometimes hard to tell with humans. He had the hands of a person who worked almost all of those years. That much was clear, when they extended out to shake mine.
"Ms. Lomdi. Or Mrs. Voss, I’ve been told."
Firmly, not aggressively - but also clearly *expecting* and testing for my strength. Seeming also to recognize in that moment the spark of divinity inside me, as his countenance loosened slightly.
Gray threaded through his oiled ...
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