She had become unashamed of her nudity, altogether unfocused on her appearance. Let me lie in Willesden churchyard. The soil was identical, the climate; still, they would not bear the Olympian fruit, with its purple-lined jacket and its snow-white pulp. You're the first widow I ever heard of who could withstand that lure. ‘It is what my father intended. She could not stir hand or foot. I’d do anything, Vee.
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