But at this, he halted, turning his frowning gaze back on her. He savored the last solo, the coda. Wood cut him short by stating his intention of crossing the river as soon as possible in order to avoid the storm. Anna merely glanced at the coarse, flushed features, and at once shook her head. It was the day I borrowed a pencil; the day we first spoke to one another. ’ ‘I do not marry a man who makes me a threat like this,’ she flashed. The mother was far more real to her than the father; the ghostly far more substantial than the living form.
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