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Then for a time she sat very still. She would then hear his feet pounding up the steps and he would burst into whatever room she was sitting in and say, “There she is! My wife! Hiding her beauty from the world!” He would then run to her, grab her book or embroidery and unceremoniously toss them to the floor. “No, the only person I told before tonight was my mother and father. Even on cool days the gardens were colorful and bright, with orange trees emanating sweetness and bumblebees drunkenly weaving from flower to flower. Then she burst into a peal of laughter. You jumped, and I think that you left me. ” Her eyes glinted, macabre.
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