There was a brief pause, a crowded pause, between them. She spied him sitting on his armless black couch, his feet splayed as he stared at his television blankly. Never again would he repeat that kiss; but at night when they separated, he would touch her forehead with his lips, and sometimes he would hold her hand in his and pat it. ‘We’ll cross that bridge if and when we come to it. This vessel is now in the river, off Wapping. “Such was Anoush’s beauty that with one glimpse Farhat decided that he would spend his life building a castle to match her loveliness.
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