” “Were you sexually abused? Was it a miscarriage?” “No. But it would serve. ” He said flatly. " At the sound of his voice every vestige of colour fled from Winifred's cheeks, and the work upon which she was engaged fell from her hand. All of a sudden, there was movement behind him. She fell into another slumber, one which was more like a blackout. ” Annabel shook her head. A dozen books lay upon the counterpane.
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