“Does it hurt?” Michelle asked. Martha had been more to her than that. It was still too dark for reading, but she could see well enough to note the number of the last page—fifty-six. “My God! Ann Veronica,” he said, struggling to keep his hold upon her; “my God! Tell me—tell me now—tell me you love me!” His expression was as it were rapaciously furtive. She realized that no man had ever placed a mantle of respect upon her as Sebastian did; respect for more than just her pretty face and her now lost ability to bear children. When other kids got sick at school, they always had Moms who would rescue them within minutes.
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