She sat on the edge of her bed and looked about her, at her room, at the row of black-covered books and the pig’s skull. That is what marriage is to most young women: the ultimate escape from the family, from the unwritten laws that govern children. She was young and bright, little to no make-up except for lip-gloss, long, straight, glossy reddish blonde hair slightly past her shoulders. He had heard this talk before. ‘Forgive my not rising to greet you,’ she said, holding out a claw-like hand. “Too greasy for me.
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