He returned to the car, Cokes in hand. “Forgive me,” he said, “but I want to hear it from your sister. I have brought disgrace upon you, and I haven’t been the right sort of wife at all. She drank and drank until his body was a lifeless husk, as light as a mannequin, virtually hollow of all but the fluid in his bones. His feet would have the firm texture of his hands. She would take this one back with her. "Often. CHAPTER I.
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