’ There was a kind of aching hunger in Gerald’s gaze. He hung over her—he and his loan to her and his connection with her and that terrible evening—a vague, disconcerting possibility of annoyance and exposure. The woman shrugged her shoulders. Gianfrancesco stumbled belatedly onto the beach, his feet padding wet sand. His hair was thick and brown and his skin was fair.
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