She opened her mouth and inhaled water. The old aspect of the place was gone. “Maybe we could swing a scholarship to Boston College for you, you know, with your violin and all. He forced her arm back, away, stretching it out to keep the weapon at bay. What she did not know, and what she was never to know, was that the divine fire was hers. The law would accord her all her previous rights: she would return to the exact status out of which in his madness he had taken her.
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