That night she found a ship bound to sail for the heathen nation called America. Loneliness—something that was almost physical: as if the vitality had been taken out of the air she breathed. ” She looked down at the flowers, still in shock, and gently laid them over her arm like a Miss America candidate practicing a crowning ceremony at a pajama party. Terrific yells rent the air.
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