’ ‘And I love the way you call me imbecile,’ finished Gerald. The trees were graceful and brown, arching and fanning their golden leaves as if to shower with coins the pink-gold sky. She held it by the neck and broke the end of the bottle on the hard dirt. “You must not think of me as one.
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