Look at me. Lucy propped Michelle against a thick, knobby tree stump. She had black hair, fine eyebrows, and a clear complexion; and the forces that had modelled her features had loved and lingered at their work and made them subtle and fine. ‘Your wife?’ ‘My wife,’ he repeated, rising also, his smile mocking her. There was no past, no future, only this exhilarating present.
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