\" Michelle met her at her locker, right on schedule, carrying a backpack so overstuffed it was its own conversation piece. He sat before a desk littered all over with papers and official looking documents. She’s obsessed with him, you know, totally obsessed. He is the one who has said that she must go to the convent. After a little further discourse the old man took his departure. Old farmhouses loomed as they whizzed by, left behind in the gray like mourners. It had been intensified and corrupted by time, as if to add insult to injury. ‘That I do not yet know. She had a nut-brown skin, a swarthy upper lip, a merry black eye, a prominent bust, and a tun-like circumference of waist.
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