She was pensive and thoughtful. He remained listening attentively. ‘Do you not understand that I can trust no one—no one?’ ‘That is a pity,’ Gerald said, rising to face her. She cried for hours but would not scream as her mother was packed into a marble coffin. She pulled the trigger. Earles. "You open it, Ruth.
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