There was no rush. Of course, at home there would have been questions. He's got the gift of the gab. She directed him to an old part of the highway, a featureless stretch of old farmhouses capped in snow, with the occasional working silo. He saw three people: a young man at the piano, an elderly man smoking in a corner, and a young woman reclining in a chair, her eyes closed. For her mother to betray her seemed inevitable, but the betrayal seemed worse than her fate. “Bother!” and decided that this was not so, and would not look to right or left again. I would not have him know—now—for the world. We may meet—who can tell? But I will not be fettered, even though you would make the chains of roses.
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