This way, Sir Rowland. Her fingers found the lump she sought and, with a little effort, she dragged out the black-wrapped foil. She could feel her body rebel against her actions, convulsing, so she forced herself to think of her mother in Heaven, her mother's beautiful face, the sun dancing across the rivers of her home. Leonardo was to me perhaps like a father, not a lover as you think.
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