Mr. She complained of the crowded cities, dismayed that the people were repopulating them like rabbits. Mrs. “Michelle said that your mom was a suspect because she ran away, visited some boyfriend of hers and then ran off into the night. Why didn’t I die? Why does God hate me so? Why does He not want me? I didn’t die because I’m weak, because I am cursed! I hate this poisoned world! But most of all. So you, Jacques, must go and wait for me with the horse. His hands came up, his face broke apart. Were I to let you go, you'd say I feared you. As for this infatuation—it’s like some obsession, some magic thing laid upon you.
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