She kept him talking all the way to the doorstep of the Beck's home, a small 1970s brown split-level in the old part of town. She leaned forward, her chin in her palms, her elbows on her knees, and she set her gaze upon his face and kept it there in dreamy contemplation. “If you come a step nearer to me,” she said, “I will smash every glass on this table. He had dungarees on and a blue work shirt.
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