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-On creating a false identity for Pheobe-“A widow,” Ava insisted.”How did her husband die?” Greer asked.”I hardly know,” Ava said with a shrug as she rocked Jonathan in her arms. “How do men typically die? A fall from a horse or some such thing.””I scarcely believe scores of men are falling to their deaths from their saddles,” Greer said drily.
