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When first you left your home you had no idea that I was the hidden impulse. She would never look squarely at these dream forms that mocked the social order in which she lived, never admit she listened to the soft whisperings in her ear. Sometimes at sea a skipper will order his men to trim, batten down the hatches, and clear the deck of all litter. Michelle waved to her, then flitted over to where she was sitting. They were childless and servantless, and they had reduced simple living to the finest of fine arts. Only sat, staring at him, a puzzled look in her face. Then she sang. Marina doted over her pregnant daughter, adorned in fine brocades, reassuring her that it was certain to be a either a baby boy or a girl of such great beauty she would eclipse them both. Very well. But I vowed that Ruth should never suffer the way I did—and do.
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