A familiar figure was making his way towards them. My son wanted to marry a woman of thirty in a tobacconist’s shop. ‘You see, unlike you, mademoiselle, your cavalier here would not wish to be arrested. Shortly to be executed. I call myself a man of the world, a man of many experiences, but I never knew what love meant—until I met your sister. But this revulsion was engulfed by the succeeding waves of pity and understanding. So you took my womb away, you took my baby! So I could be a monster! Because she was a monster! We are monsters!” He grabbed the top of the cannon away from her face. At the bottom of the trunk was a large manila envelope, unmarked.
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