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Beside their new home in Calder sparkled a community skating rink and shack. Down the street from that, a convenience store sold chocolate bars in packs of four, menthol cigarettes, loaves of bread with so many preservatives that the loaf could serve as a cornerstone for a century and still be fresh, and milk often well past its expiration date, which Scarlett refused to buy.
Middle-aged and handsome, John Aguila owned the store. He had his eye on Scarlett from the first day she walked into the shop. She noted his naturally dark complexion and his Spanish aquiline nose, his abs under the cotton sweaters he wore, with just a hint of an adorable paunch, and the way his biceps bulged as he handled the heavy boxes in the back of the store. He was an interesting counterpoint to her blond d
