In a few minutes more he had made a breach in the roof wide enough to allow him to pass through. She watched them sleep for what seemed hours from the high window until her body grew colder than the stone sill she perched upon. 167 “True love is forever, isn’t it?” It was something a child would say, a phrase she had seen scratched on bathroom walls and maple trees, but it made her sad. Them young prigs is all alike.
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