After that night she made it a habit. ” “There’s green-fly,” admitted Ann Veronica. She would often steal away to tryst with him in the orchard, even now she felt her loins grow warm with the memory of his ardor. Instead, they lived a Bohemian existence, moving from patron to patron, city to city. The winters were terrible in cold climates, and she often had been driven to dig herself large underground pits where she waited it out like a mole in the cold months. Only Leonardo, and then Jack, had shown her that she might be admired.
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