She thrashed and screamed as he wrestled her back towards the bed. She would become defensive—what she did would be the thing that mattered. Not wisely but too well. “My dear,” she began, with an affectionate hand on Ann Veronica’s shoulder, “I do SO wish you would realize how it grieves your father.
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