She could feel his breath on her skin, every hair on her arms and neck raised in response. Then she burst into a peal of laughter. You have neither reason nor logic. 59 He was not present during the night the next morning, or the next, or the next. He had chosen his time well. That was the wonder of these stories; one lived in them. It may not be just, it may not be fair, but things are so.
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