I had two slices. The couple reappeared from behind the curtains, both visibly shaken. “I’m not going to college, John. Gerald switched to French. There is something sensual in the thought of lotus flowers. I—I am a lovesick idiot, and not accountable for my actions. She breathed deeply of the starch of his shirt. “Tiffany’s?” He looked at her comically. A remittance man. Sometimes at sea a skipper will order his men to trim, batten down the hatches, and clear the deck of all litter. Her softly intertwined fingers became rigid.
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