Gerald would not marry her even with a dowry. The problem had returned, made gigantic by the possibility of Ruth's love. Hitherto she had seen it chiefly in pictures and other works of art, incidentally, and as a thing taken out of life. It was as if the Devil himself had raped and defiled her mother. Joe, my foster dad, was a heroin and booze addict. “If it’s about that dance project,” he said, “it’s no good, Veronica. Her eyes were perhaps a little brighter than usual, the firelight played about her hair, there seemed to him to be a sudden softening of the straight firm mouth.
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