He sat alone in his brother’s old car night after night that summer, staring blankly at the red sky beyond the abandoned farmhouse where she had once shown him her secrets. Annabel was born soulless, a human butterfly, if ever there was one. ” “It isn’t necessary,” they both declared breathlessly. Her heart was beating with quite unaccustomed vigour, her hands were hot, she was conscious of a warmth in her blood which the summer sunshine was scarcely responsible for. He had died before they married, and when her brother became a widower she had come to his assistance and taken over much of the care of his youngest daughter.
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