It is dull—deadly dull. Sure of foot, noiseless, he made the veranda and paused at the side of one of the screened windows. This time she feinted as his point came up to deflect her own, and disengaging, passed under and cut at his cheek. She relented out of exhaustion, yet he would not let her near Marina, his embrace tightening. She did not bother with the backpack despite its due tomorrow status. Even her memories of he who had frequented her life for the longest period of years were worn and fading. Detached, it was not impossible that she would be forced to leave the dining room because of invading tears.
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