“NO!” she said, at last, with something in her voice that reminded Ann Veronica of a sprung tennis-racket. . “You did good!” She closed her eyes and rested in the moment, imagining a normal life where she would go to college, have babies with John, watch her children have children, live, and die as she had always wanted to. 230 Rhea sprang, teeth flashing. She fluttered her eyelashes, and adopted the soulful tone that served her well at times. You have been to me like a mother, not only a wetnurse.
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