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“Maybe our marriage is bound to be a fight, but it will have its compensations. Fights that end in bed have their own singular excitement, remember.”

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Book:Night Music
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Night Music

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Charlotte Lamb
Charlotte Lamb

Charlotte Lamb, a British novelist, was born on December 22, 1937, and passed away on October 8, 2000. Known for her profound psychological portrayals and complex emotional entanglements, her works have been highly appreciated by readers. more

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