50th: Otto Boutin’s Night Watch — Speak and Squeak Softly
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“You’re early,” she said to Marvin. “I’m just having breakfast. Care to join me?”
“I ate,” said Marvin.
“Another cup of coffee won’t hurt you.”
He followed her to the kitchen. It was a neat, cozy little apartment she had back there, a harbor of femininity where the morning sun filtered through the ruffled white curtains and where the fragrance of apple pie made a man wish he had a home of his own.
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- MARVIN WAS
- Otto Boutin
- Places:
- California
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