There was a strip of old rose brocade in the making that set an ache in the girl's heart for the want of it. I had two slices. Oh, you cannot escape from it. They rose as she approached. I had consecrated my life to His Work; and I took the primrose path. She complained of the crowded cities, dismayed that the people were repopulating them like rabbits. Senior year started with a whimper. “I’ve never been prone to them.
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