The house will be well rid of him, for a more idle, good-for-nothing reprobate never crossed its threshold. She untucked his starched shirt, running her hands along his smooth torso and underneath his arms. But I sent him the longest way about. She wanted to stay where she was; but tears were dangerous; the more she wept, the weaker she would become defensively. His scent was like sweet perfume in her state, like the sweet smell of infants. She dumped him because she claimed she didn’t want him to go any farther.
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