‘There is Bernadette, Marie-Thérèse, Marie-Joséphine, Marie-Claire, Henriette—’ Exasperated, Gerald seized her by the shoulders. With the extra seventy-five pounds she had put after birthing her final son, Steven, her knees weren’t in good shape to be running up and down stairs all day. “Couldn’t we three go out and have some coffee somewhere? The thought of that drawing-room paralyses me. But he was wide awake. Don’t say anything, she thought to herself, say nothing more, Martin. So she built a shrine. Gerald stood quite still for a moment or two, listening intently. That was odd: when young people were joyous, they had to express it physically.
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