Tell Lucy about the time you were nine years old and blew up the house, John. I thank God for the beauty you love and the faults you love. Hear me, adorable girl! You know not the extent of my devotion. Still, my tutor was a highly educated scholar—my father. A creature of convenience, she could have cared less if her children were carried away by drunkards on the street. ’ Then I kicked him until he was black and blue. “Ohmigod, Katy, you fucking killed her!” A trio of girls sniggered. She hesitated. The ladies can't sleep in their beds for him; and as to the men, they daren't go to bed at all. The man was my husband. She entered the last room, his bedroom. We may meet—who can tell? But I will not be fettered, even though you would make the chains of roses.
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