A series of photographs were taken of them: her on the stairs, the couple of them on the stairs, the couple of them in the kitchen, him pinning a red rose corsage with great care and acute sexual frustration. He knew what he knew. Turning to Melusine, he grabbed both her wrists and held her away from him, as if afraid that she might go for him. Prior to the great adventure, her mirrors had been the still pools in the rocks after the ebb. Perhaps that sealed letter was a form of confession, and thus relieved him on that score. “My dear girl,” he said, in a tone of patient reasonableness, “you are a mere child.
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