Women never throw themselves into each other's arms; they calculate the distance and the damage perfectly. “I don’t have time for this. ” His eyes were squeezed shut. I want to give myself to you. "What is a family album?" "You poor child, do you mean to tell me you've never seen a family album? Why, it's a book filled with the photographs of your grandmothers and grandfathers, your aunts and uncles and cousins, your mother and father when they were little. Now there is none. And then you go—and half throttle me. You hurt the child. " "But she would understand you; whereas she will never understand her father. ’ ‘Ain’t it? Want me to give you some time with her? Not that I think she’ll tell you anything. "Bring him out, Quilt. The thought of their faces, and particularly of her aunt’s, as it would meet the fact— disconcerted, unfriendly, condemning, pained—occurred to her again and again. I hope you will always love her, but I want you to remember she has offended your father and married without his consent.
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