" He opened his eyes again. ‘I do not know him. The night was clear and moonlit, dazzling with even light blue shadows that shone into manicured lawns and pristine gardens. Everything had stayed the same during the centuries. He was now a sophomore at Lincoln, Lucy a Junior, and Shari a Senior. As he was about to descend his chains slightly rattled. F. Love is one thing and friendship quite another. All his dreams shattered in an instant. I cannot be intimate—’ stressing the word with a deep look ‘— with one I feel to be a stranger.
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