But you,” he continued, moving imperceptibility a little nearer to her, “you are mine. I burned it. “Stay where you are for a moment,” she directed. She closed the book that she had been pretending to read and gathered her black umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she despised. She must not tell Martha about Gerald.
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