The bliss had lasted one hundred and forty years, far more than an entire mortal lifetime. She had asked about that already, and her father had replied, evasively: “We’ll have to see about that, little Vee; we’ll have to see about that. The looming face was 71 over her own once again, and arms as strong as iron bars held her down. "Where is he?" asked she, in an agitated whisper. Third period was Art, where they sat side by side at a table and carved linoleum for block prints together. She had omitted that the flu had been called the Black Death and that it was a dead child that had been inside that womb, so many hundreds of years ago. I know you’re young but I think I, no, I know that I love you.
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