"Just after ten-thirty all the residents were settled into their rooms for the night and I walked Jake out the front door into the portico. It was a lovely evening, a million stars twinkled overhead and a crisp autumn breeze was blowing. I thanked him for the chat and he thanked me for the listen. I asked how he was getting home but before he had a chance to answer I saw an old T-Bird turn up into the drive. The ancient Ford gleamed magically under the starlight as it burbled to a graceful stop…"
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