Clotilde’s stunning green eyes were reflected in the gazes of the tender young children, but their faces had been hollow and sunken, their hair matted, and their clothing in bad need of repair. He jumped back, cursing. ‘Do not look at me so,’ he snapped. She enjoyed preparing the evening meals, the smells of potatoes roasting in the oven, the stink of onions in the pan, the crackle of chicken frying. I'm told he's so handsome. Her normally shiny hair was 143 stringy and flat.
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