Perhaps that other boy who visited you backstage at the concert. “Why?” “I still love you. “He wants me to have dinner at his parent’s house tonight,” still looking at a series of spots on the carpeting. She remembered him as a dull figure, a big man with a belly that was already showing fat under his fine scarlet clothes. ‘He can’t be Valade, that’s certain,’ mused Gerald, unheeding. When it came time to eat once again, she hid out on the beach, a remote fastness beyond the city walls, a swampy morass that everyone avoided. “I’m sorry Mister McCloskey! I was out seeing my boyfriend!” He stared at her concernedly.
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