CHAPTER 39

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"I'm really sorry, Miss Raffy," Clark said to the beautiful woman who was only a year older than us. "That's okay. You're funny because you obviously love Zairene so much," said Miss Raffy. He even looked at me then laughed modestly. Clark just struggled against it. I held his arm. "It's okay," I said. It just sucked before smiling. "Next time, think first, huh?" I even tapped its arm. "Yes!" I invited him to approach daddy and mommy Clara. They are sitting on the stage. We guests are at the bottom of it. Wedding is a luxury. Silver, white and black are the colors of almost everything visible. From the tables covered with white cloth, flowers from Greece and dishes that really skilled chefs cooked. The eyes of the two married were full of joy. They were baking a cake when

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