” “Thanks, honey. Martin came to the stage from his section, his own violin in hand. She found herself mildly entertained by staring at the houses through the rain as she walked home, all cast in a gray blurry film noir gauze of rain. . Each time also we quarrel, and even if you are laughing very much, you become angry. It was now whitening, hissing, and seething like an enormous cauldron. “I hate you because you are the Devil! Rot in Hell!” She was shocked at her own accusation, how she had savored the words. The night was clear and moonlit, dazzling with even light blue shadows that shone into manicured lawns and pristine gardens. He picked up the broken fiddle and beckoned. She saw marks in the dirt where he had been pacing.
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