He paused a moment in the open doorway, looking over her face, then he took the last step inside and closed the door behind him. It seemed politer than letting any stranger passing to look in and get a peek at her pain.
"How's it work?" he asked quietly, after giving her a moment to compose herself. "Why this time, if ya don't mind me askin', an' not the others?"
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"How's it work?" he asked quietly, after giving her a moment to compose herself. "Why this time, if ya don't mind me askin', an' not the others?"