He—wanted to marry me. He was way out of her league and it was downright odd that he had obliged himself to talk to her, let alone walk her home. Blueskin, you are a true friend. He beheld a tall gaunt man, his brown face corrugated like a winter's road, grim, stony. It felt too good.
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