Cathy appeared in her bathrobe. She imagined descending the stairs, hearing Mike’s uproarious laughter as she peeked around a vacant corner with a lump in her throat. She was conscious of a ceaseless undercurrent of sound—the guttural Chinese tongue. I said I’d make shirts. You have watched all the uncouth creations of my brain come sprawling out upon the canvas, and besides, we have been companions. Somewhere she had read that it was the proper thing to do and that men liked to be alone with their tobacco. . ” The man’s face was dark with passion.
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