Flattened flowers aren’t for the likes of us. 84 < 12 > A SECOND DATE WITH JOHN DIEDERMAYER “Ding dong. Every slight action is influenced by what he imagines would be the opinion of other people. She breathed into a cloth soaked in rose oil as Sebastian had prescribed, but the smell of roses mixed obscenely with the smell of death and decay, causing her to retch. She was sick of herself, of her life, of everything but him; and for him all her masked and hidden being was crying out. Politely Ah Cum stooped and recovered the photograph. She never touched the manuscript with pencil, but jotted down her notes on slips of paper and left them where he might easily find them. ’ ‘I beg your pardon?’ said Miss Froxfield frostily.
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