I have slept with it under my pillow. “I don’t think I shall. Mother and Son. You can come back for these, for you’ll carry him to the gatehouse, that’s what you’ll do. All of us were fussy, colicky babies from what she tells me. Something insisted that those two were mysteriously linked—that the woman knew the man was there.
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