32 The curtains and tapestries had appeared over the windows before Marina had died, growing moldy from the dampness and the oils of lavender, clove, and clary sage soaking them. She wondered if he was already tired of her, if he would rudely push her away as one would a prostitute. “Please call me Carol.
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