His red hair marked him, cut short into a round shape that had the texture of a Brillo pad. It was time to disappear, no more Becks, no more Spaghetti Nights, no more afternoon kisses in the park with John Diedermayer. Part 7 As they came back from that day’s climb—it was up the Mittaghorn—they had to cross a shining space of wet, steep rocks between two grass slopes that needed a little care. Now it occurred to him that to show her the sealed letter would be a better way.
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