She savored the sweetness of his lips, all of his great youth and passion and longed for his innocence, his complete lack of the knowledge of terrible things. There were dark rims under her eyes, soft now with unshed tears. In some instances she tantalizes the victim for years and mocks him in the end. “My mom is making duck. ’ ‘You mean I need not have said it? Damnation. ’ I wanted, as I have never wanted before, to take you up, to make you mine, to carry you off and set you apart from all the strain and turmoil of life. Her knees almost sank beneath her as she raised the latch of the front door and looked out. Hill was exchanging greetings with his hostess, and salutations around the table. She liked his face; it had on it the suggestion of gentleness, of fineness. I'll be with you in a jiffy. She breathed deeply. ‘Don’t tell me.
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