She’d prefer that I read classic literature, of course, but she only reads paperback romance novels, so she can’t exactly complain. “What are you doing?” he asked. I’m six hundred and forty-eight years old, John! I should have never seduced a young boy, let alone expected him to keep my secrets for me. The new and the old cancelled out; his daughters became quasi-independent dependents—which is absurd.
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