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‘One of your countrymen, perhaps?’ The girl clammed up, the moon of her white face staring up at him in the darkness. So, instead, they talked of dancing and what it might mean in a human life. She was young and bright, little to no make-up except for lip-gloss, long, straight, glossy reddish blonde hair slightly past her shoulders. Time enough to do so when she has her affairs settled—if she can settle them. But she was only able to save a corner of the letter. We smirk, and we’re a bit—furtive. " "What's that?" asked Wood with some curiosity. Believe me, the bitterness of it has almost departed, crushed out of me together with much of the weariness and sorrow I brought with me here by the nameless glory of these lonely months. “Why won’t you sleep in my bed tonight, Lucia, where 80 it’s warm?” He asked her one night, teasing but mournful, as she stood in her bedroom doorway in a long white gown.
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