"You will never leave me," sobbed the poor woman, straining him to her breast. If I had never met anything of you at all but a scrap of your skin binding a book, Ann Veronica, I know I would have kept that somewhere near to me. ***** Coconuts grew perpetually. There was more to be told, and this was as good a time as any. ‘Who’d believe me? And I’d have to tell my part in it all, too. ’ Relief flooded Melusine. ” “You have it,” he declared confidently. And through it all, like a golden thread on a piece of tapestry, weaving in and out of the patterns, the unspoken longing for love.
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