” She said. 1. "A vow," she answered,—"a vow to my dead husband. The day was unseasonably humid and dark, a thick fog having descended over manicured lawns. “You are making your dress?” “Such as it is. ” He smiled and buzzed her in to the glass doors, which opened by an unseen electronic hand. She had asked to borrow his pencil out of dire necessity. The taste of his sweat was intoxicating, like sweet brandy, like blood. ‘Grace à vous, I am compelled to rescue myself.
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