” His rhythm slowed to a grind. Smith had never seen anything like it. Something forbade him to draw her toward him and seal the compact with a kiss. There was a brief pause, a crowded pause, between them. She had thought that all Morningside Park householders came home before seven at the latest, as her father usually did. These were less like streets than labyrinths, hewn through an eternal twilight.
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