Marina doted over her pregnant daughter, adorned in fine brocades, reassuring her that it was certain to be a either a baby boy or a girl of such great beauty she would eclipse them both. She had thought—What had she thought? That this dependence of women was but an illusion which needed only to be denied to vanish. “Do you need me to tell you? You have tasted the luxury of power. It has. And if you mean that he may have reconciled himself with his own father, you waste your breath. I get my driver's license tomorrow. They had been playing tennis, with his manifest intention looming over her. ” “Is that bad?” A shade of concern deepened on Shari’s face. Don't build your hopes too high; but I will do what I can.
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