Dolores’s eyes sparkled as she replied, Black cats? Did my mother love them too? He smiled nostalgically Yes, she always said they were mysterious and captivating, just like her
Intro Dolores, a curious young girl, was lost in a book in her backyard when her father’s friend, saw her. His gaze lingered on her disheveled hair and the slightly open shirt clinging to her youthful, alluring figure, stirring memories of his old love—Dolores's mother. He approached and said, "You’re just like your mother... even her fondness for black cats seems to have passed on to you
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