I've come to take you back home. She wanted him so badly it hurt. This was good. It was Ennison, who loomed up through the shadows. She stared down at them from a high window, peering down at their moonlit faces in the bed heavy with furs, the same bed where she had given birth to Gianfrancesco’s dead son. It was common name, so I was thrown off the scent.
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