’ She halted, her pistol still held firm and straight, both hands gripping it, her expressive features at once determined and uncertain. The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice. . I am not boring you, am I?” She raised her eyes to his and smiled into his face. Of course a little daughter is a delightful thing enough.
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