It was the day I borrowed a pencil; the day we first spoke to one another. You go cheer him up. He unlocked himself from her embrace. Michelle's home was one of the smaller palaces, made solidly of red brick with charming black shutters and window boxes full of drooping violets. Perhaps I ate something spoiled for breakfast. There’s hardly a night she doesn’t sneak out of the house. He saw her eyes pass him and settle on a fleetingly pretty strawberry blond girl and her effeminate father. Day after day she pounded him with curses, saying that her mother looked down on him from Heaven and sent a curse, to which he laughed.
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