That day Gerald had brought her to this excessively careful house, where she had felt very much alone and very unlike herself. It was your sister who married Sir John Ferringhall the other day, wasn’t it?” Anna nodded. Her naked body was an abomination of caked filth and sagging tubes for breasts. What he needed was not a food but a flavour; and the cocoanut taste of the chestnuts soothed his burning tongue and throat. ‘I am done, Gérard.
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