Everything had stayed the same during the centuries. Her hands wove through his black hair, luxuriating in its thickness. “Is Miss Stanley coming up with us?” “I go second,” she said, “and change at Wimbledon. Would you like to borrow some of my clothes? I think we're about the same size. The boy she had loved was gone.
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