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Tracy was at the window. In her hand were the earrings Bond had bought for her in Vienna the year before. Gold inlaid with a teardrop of sapphire. She held them in her palm, admiring them, then fitted them into her tiny earlobes. She turned and gave Bond a smile that told him of her continued adoration and all consuming love. He smiled back, letting his wife of the past five years know that the feeling was very mutual.
At this time of year Bond always thought back to the strange chain of events that had delivered her to him and given his life the purpose he