"Not that it was in his control to begin with," Percy began, sipping slowly for this coffee was still unusual and strange to his eighteenth century palate, "but I never suspected John Adams, of all people, would just disappear on me." He pursed his lips. "He had been a most trusted friend here. I am sorry for the loss of him."
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Date: 2008-08-25 02:32 am (UTC)