He carried her in his arms up the steps, like a bride on her honeymoon. She floundered deep. A few random students gawked at them in the hall. There was hope for me then. “Come with me. "My invitation did not extend to them. . The real tragedy—which he sensed and toward which he was always reaching—eluded all his verbal skill. My nerves were in rags.
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