charm is deceitful
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     Taking a drag, he reached up with his right hand and scratched at the side of his neck. What if she asked about him? Well, that was a sorted tale unto itself. Betrayal, murder, romancing a woman more devil then human, and the gypsy that had come after her.
“Well,” he said, exhaling a cloud of white-gray smoke.
“I don’t know if she’ll want to tell you about me.” Without explaining further, he drew another length of twine, cut it, and began bundling another bunch.





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