"Scandalous!" she smiles gaily. "Simply Scandalous!" She speaks with her hands half and quarter mast. Like in the films of the past. She is beside herself. Though she can't quite figure why, and at this particular caliber. The ecstasy of what she sees sends her into a spin. taking in the goings on of the others. The love story unfolding before her eyes elates her. Sarah having brought her assignment man. And so soon after her husbands death. She loves the looks in the peoples eyes and is overwhelmed by the irony and story itself. The typical story told over again in their motives. Only it's been done so well, she doesn't mind the repetition. But then she stops in her elation, and understands that this can only turn bad before it can be truly good. As all the stories go; this one too is bound to follow. She drops her hand and is ashamed of her former delight. Having fallen for the romantics again. Woe. She hates this part. The actual scandal. Not what she's declared 'Scandalous.'
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