It was she who felt guilty as he showed her their bedroom, smelling her perfume, ingesting their psychic leftovers. I shan't drive a hard bargain. There were no doors in the bungalow; instead, there were curtains of strung bead and bamboo, always tinkling mysteriously. So long as she stood beside him, he was safe.
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