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“What is it?" Maud said. 'Nothing' was on Violet's tongue, but Maud had requested truth from her, tonight. So Violet reached for Maud's hand, lifted the inner wrist to her mouth, and kissed it. It wasn't an answer. It was truth, withheld. Maud smiled, and in her smile was the fact that she'd noticed and let it go.”

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Book:A Restless Truth
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