’ ‘Very well, Melusine, you win,’ Gerald said unguardedly, and dug his hand into his pocket. I loitered in the shop as you chatted with the butcher’s girl. She never forced the issue, it was their father’s job. She loved to be there, taking part in it all, breathing it, being it. The evenings were dulcet and soft.
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