Don't lay it all to the boy. ‘Aye, sir. “I remember hearing something about it. Cool and sunny, it seemed that God himself smiled upon that day, the sunbeams streaming through the magnificent arches dustily as the priest murmured in soporific Latin. They were both dressed in every respect alike. Gwen—I saw Gwen the other day, and the paint’s thicker than ever. And guess what? I don’t sleep much, if you haven’t noticed. He sat alone in his brother’s old car night after night that summer, staring blankly at the red sky beyond the abandoned farmhouse where she had once shown him her secrets.
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