Annabel was born soulless, a human butterfly, if ever there was one. “It’s about forty pounds. ‘Will that be all, ma’am?’ ‘Yes, yes. ” “Were you sexually abused? Was it a miscarriage?” “No. " "Meaning that I don't belong anywhere, in heaven or on earth?" "Meaning that you must cut off the wing or grow another to mate it. “Beautiful these autumn flowers are,” said Ann Veronica, in a wide, uncomfortable pause. I want to do something. "Don't ask me about it now.
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