If only this child were his: what good times they would have together! The thought passed on, but it left a little ache in his heart. “Why can’t we propagate by sexless spores, as the ferns do? We restrict each other, we badger each other, friendship is poisoned and buried under it!. “Good luck! Good luck!” She waved from the window until the bend hid him. There was a Greyhound bus that she was overdue to ride.
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