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She remarks after pulling away.
"Uumh. I am humbled, Mrs Riccaforte. You look fantastic and so young." I respond. Not at all flirting because, my, she is glowing like a teenager. His spotless face is without any single trace of wrinkles.
"Ooh, thanks for the flirty, my child. You've made me feel like a sweet sixteen for once in many years."
"You do look young, for real. And I love your dress too." I add.
"After thirty-seven years of marriage, she still looks beautiful and flawless. I always tell her that she looks like a twenty-year-old, but she insists that she is old." Mr Riccaforte chips in, pulling his beautiful wife to his side, while I clutch to my father's hand.
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