She hesitated in answering the door, her violin still crooked underneath her chin. Not wisely but too well. One woman hit the ground running, Sebastian ran after her. I wonder what men would say if we threw the mask aside—if we really told them what WE thought of them, really showed them what WE were. "Who? Jack!" exclaimed Jonathan. All her tender lures, inherent and acquired, had shattered themselves futilely against the reserve he had set between them.
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