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most things should wait till marriage.
mireille wanted to scoff at that, but she watched his ear flop in a way that her own did not and grinned instead. "flowers. some'tin pretty from de sea, an abalone shell or a piece of smoot' driftwood."
he looked, somehow, younger than her in this moment. attentive as if she were a teacher. 
"you say you donnae be knowin' how she feels? how do she be lookin' at you?"