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’ Joan sniffed. ” Rhea whispered. He would raise her up once again, ply her with silks and jewels again, all of the accoutrements of the new generation: the cars, the toys, the restaurants, and the prestige. She found herself mildly entertained by staring at the houses through the rain as she walked home, all cast in a gray blurry film noir gauze of rain. " Her son complied, and sat down upon the patch-work coverlet beside her. For that matter, my future be damned.
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