It wasn’t long ago that a girl went straight from the farm to her husband, just as soon as her period came and she could make babies. “Then some of your family history is known to me. “Sebastianus? Where did my husband go?” He smiled at her gently, patronizingly, as he prevented her from movement or escape. The future? He dared not speculate upon that. She could still smell the now familiar scent of him on the girl's body in the makeshift grave. She will die if she knows I have a gun.
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