It was she who felt guilty as he showed her their bedroom, smelling her perfume, ingesting their psychic leftovers. After all, it was what she had been praying for—and Annabel could not have known her address. Open that bottle with a blue seal, my dear. The Jew swallowed it at a draught. She twisted to meet him and folded into his embrace. If he had eaten food, this wouldn't have happened.
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