The brain tires of resistance, and when it meets again and again, incoherently active, the same phrases, the same ideas that it has already slain, exposed and dissected and buried, it becomes less and less energetic to repeat the operation. She heard the ocean in the distance, waves crashing on the beach, high tide. She could feel her body rebel against her actions, convulsing, so she forced herself to think of her mother in Heaven, her mother's beautiful face, the sun dancing across the rivers of her home. Ruth's arm trembled and her step faltered, but he was too far away in thought to be observant. How's that strike you?" "Very well, sir. \" \"Okay. ” His walk became a jovial saunter. I have it on my conscience that I offended you—” “Offended me when?” “I’ve been haunted by the memory of you.
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