She watched as his headlights flooded the driveway
and many minutes after his car was gone. “Ruin me? For what? Posterity? How could you ruin
me, Lucy? What on earth are you talking about?”
He got up and began to pace the room. "
As if an order had come to her somewhere out of space, the girl glanced
sideways at the other young fool. His gray eyes
were closed, his persimmon-colored lips open and
panting. Clear water gave away to
gray as she waded deeper, feeling her slippers on rock. She did not remember how many seasons it took
before she relented, how much time before she decided
to toy with his affections. When she came in after dinner that night, Ruth was no longer an interesting
phenomenon, something figuratively to tear apart and investigate: she was
talismanic. She wedged the towel between her
legs. She slipped past the servants, her soft
roe-skin shoes unheard on the old stone. With Jack so badly injured, how would
she get him home? How get herself home, now that Trodger had arrested her. “Rather darker than most of them.
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