‘And if it is true that you love me, I do not know why it is that you do not kiss me again at once. Still, it was rather terrible to suspect that one had fallen from grace, but nevertheless the thing was possible. She could still remember herself at age five, staring knives and daggers at the men who came into the small yarn shop, under pretense of business but really just to leer. She wanted to be alone. She had killed him. Her girl Clarice was next, dying within a single day, blood leaking from her pretty brown eyes like an image of the Blessed Virgin. Your life is like a funeral March. She waited a few minutes, then greeted the burly doorman who stood as the building’s lone sentry. And turning again, as if the emotions she had churned up kept her on the move, she paced back to the mantel and there stopped, staring at her own reflection in the tarnished mirror. Art was everywhere, underfoot in the form of mosaics, overhead in the form of architecture. “You’ve been sneaking out just as often as Mary Lucia. And yet it was basically a fine action. ‘I am not in the least in a rage. Ennison,” she said.
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