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"DO NOT OPEN THE JARS PRIOR TO PRESENTATION. AN APPROPRIATE CHOICE HAS BEEN MADE FOR EACH OF THE FOUR NAMES ON YOUR LIST. YOU WILL AUTOMATICALLY SELECT THE RIGHT GIFT FOR EACH OF THEM. DO NOT DEVIATE FROM THE PSYCHIC COMMUNICATION. DO NOT FORGET YOUR COMMITMENT TO RETURN PRECISELY ONE YEAR FROM THE DATE OF OUR PACT." |
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The last instruction made Charlie laugh. But not much more than the entire Sixkill lark. After all, that's what it wasa lark. If it worked, great, and even if it didn't, the whole thing had been one hell of an adventure, a thoroughly unique experience. And to top it all off, the episode between the sheets with the enchanting Witch had been an unexpected bonus. |
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Charlie Frazier, in his two years in Newfoundland, could boast of quite a few conquests, but Jubell Caron, the so-called Witch of Sixkill, was the prize of the lot. He could think of a whole lot of "with it" ladies back in the States who could learn something from his raven-haired one night stand. |
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His thoughts shifted from the episode in Sixkill back to the agenda for his last evening in Newfoundland. For an officer with just a |
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