[ Miranda bows her head with one gloved hand pressing finger tips gingerly over her mouth in a failed attempt to stifle the shiver in her shoulders that than the course of her back and clenched around her stomach like a pulled muscle.
She was laughing. Honest to god not laced with contempt, genuinely seized by fit of giggles. However brief. ]
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She was laughing. Honest to god not laced with contempt, genuinely seized by fit of giggles. However brief. ]