The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. That was the inconvenience of it; her head was swimming. 167 “True love is forever, isn’t it?” It was something a child would say, a phrase she had seen scratched on bathroom walls and maple trees, but it made her sad. ” He said.
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