She slept in a bedroom clad in linens and skins, walked
down hallways bedecked in the most gay and colorful
frescos. His food lay untouched about his
plate. I haven’t, anyhow. To her horror she
realized that she had nearly forgotten how to kiss after a
years-long dry spell, and she could detect drool on her
own chin and John’s cheek. 70
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A MARRIAGE, PART II
She dreamt of the inn they had stopped at after her
suicide attempt, the flea-ridden hostel her husband had
angrily toted her to after the incident at the country
house. Before an hour had elapsed, the concourse was fearfully increased. ”
He leaned towards her. They crossed the street, and entering the front door passed up the outside stone
steps of the flat. You mustn’t do things like that. Apart from everything else, this meeting of ours is a breach of a good
rule. Beck, it smells wonderful in here.
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