dancing in the street

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The harp chimes sounding through the house this time were warranted, as she came downstairs and opened the door for the expected visitor, to come and retrieve the unexpected,

"Where is he?"

Holding onto the open door, pointing to the daylight-lightened staircase, watching as he shook his head, ascending and disappearing before indistinct dialogue could be heard.

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