” She stared hard at her finger-nails. It is like some accident. . We have only those phantoms called memories, which are the husks of dreams. I don’t care. ” Lucy commented as the mud was smoothed around the grave site. “Of course, I remember now. She kissed Lucia’s cheeks and patted her growing belly upon rising, to which her new husband disapproved, but Lucia loved the attention and adoration. You can go for a walk with Lucy. Each became frightfully aware of the other as a plastic energetic body, of the strong muscles of neck against cheek, of hands gripping shoulder-blade and waist.
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