She dared not look directly at him, her head obscured by a gray hoodie, she had the slumped appearance of an androgynous adolescent. But the father, to go his way forever alone! The iron in the man!—the iron in this child of his! Wanting a little love, a caress now and then. With the last glimmer of decency he had sent the daughter to his sister. If it is that you need these things, then of course we will go there. But why this part of the plan now seemed to her quite unattractive was a question she did not care to examine too closely. She hated tricking Shari, whose joy for life was the only thing that made her naive enough to fall for laced iced tea or hot cocoa, depending on the season.
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