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I’ve got to stay at home and remain in a state of suspended animation. “I opened my eyes, and she was bending over my bedside. ” She gestured to an abandoned farmhouse down a long stretch of icy dirt road. When she came in after dinner that night, Ruth was no longer an interesting phenomenon, something figuratively to tear apart and investigate: she was talismanic. She told him the story of her parents, her marriage to Iovelli, the loss of her baby, the kidnapping after the miscarriage. Already the warm sun was drawing from the pines their delicious odour.
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