He drove her home that night, kissing her again and again at stoplights. Fas du tout. She had grabbed! She became less and less attentive to his meditative, self-complacent fragments of talk as she told herself this. It was an intimate smell, the unmistakable scent of him and another woman. He would have to go on; he would be forced to enact all the obligations he had imposed upon himself. Apparently she was always doomed to weep when she talked to her father. Her mother missed writing for a week, and then she wrote in an unusual key.
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