"You will never leave me," sobbed the poor woman, straining him to her breast. 167 “True love is forever, isn’t it?” It was something a child would say, a phrase she had seen scratched on bathroom walls and maple trees, but it made her sad. Never again would he repeat that kiss; but at night when they separated, he would touch her forehead with his lips, and sometimes he would hold her hand in his and pat it. The fever came. Melusine’s heart ached for him, but she had to force him on. He was caked with dried muck.
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