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He slammed his fist down in frustration on the steering wheel. "Pull yourself together, Ash." He was waiting for the day she'd say no to him and slam ...he door in his face, but she never did. He got out of the car and slowly walked up the steps to her apartment, the whole way having an argument with himself. One voice yelled that he was hurting his wife by being here, but the inside voice would always win over the other. He really didn't give a damn. He slammed his fist against the door three. A thought flashed through her mind. She suddenly remembered the last time she had been in this position. It was at school, obviously, and she had been seen in the town when she should have been in school. Moreover she had lied when questioned about her absence and told the Headmistress that she had been unwell; but it had been that lady who had seen her. This had resulted in her immediate summons to her study, where she had been made to touch her toes and had received four agonizingly blazing. More

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