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Galinda seemed to give up. She leaned her head back on the velvet cushions of the swing and said, "Boq, you know despite myself I think you're a little sweet. You're a little sweet and you're a little charming and you're a little maddening and you're a little habit-forming."

Boq held his breath.

"But you're little!" she concluded. "You're a Munchkin, for god's sake!"

He kissed her, he kissed her, he kissed her, little by little by little.

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