They would be partners only in loneliness. She could feel his warm little body trying to snuggle into her, trying to wriggle loose of his swaddling cloth. She stumbled through a thorny copse, her slippers sliding on patches of sand that gave way to rock. You came out like an ant for your nuptial flight. ’ He bowed. She romanticized, imagining a life on the High Seas. Each arm of the blouse had the faintest of rings around the elbow, a stain that looked familiar.
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