Out of all this we have struck a sort of harmony. She cried out with the pain of it. It did seem germane to the matter that so many of the people “in the van” were plain people, or faded people, or tired-looking people. “Life’s so queer,” she said, kneeling and looking into the flames. The baby crawled towards them, seeking their blood. She fell into another depression, refusing to touch Sebastian or call him husband when he demanded it. It had been her father’s surname, and it had sounded far more innocuous and American than Iovelli.
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