She breathed into a cloth soaked in rose oil as Sebastian had prescribed, but the smell of roses mixed obscenely with the smell of death and decay, causing her to retch. ” “Two years ago,” she answered. Until two hours ago she was as contented and as happy as a linnet. And the change, the change of attitude! The way all the old clingingness has been thrown aside is amazing. You aren’t afraid of thunder, are you?” He asked. 272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness. She opened the window, for the night was mild, and sat on the floor with her chin resting upon the window-sill. Reverse psychology or something, it’s like she was trying to draw him nearer by pushing him away.
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