She exhaled, feeling the tension drain from her shoulders and arms. He had little money about him, and unless friends come to his aid he must be treated as a pauper. It did so well that they sold it in the nineties. She looked at me as though I were some unclean thing, as though my soul were weighted with every sin in the calendar. Stanley’s pace slackened. Her curiosity was insatiable, her dreams filled with happy speculation over what hair color her babies would inherit.
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