Shari was snoring, the pill having worked its magic. One’s got to be a better man than one’s father, or what is the good of successive generations? Life is rebellion, or nothing. His eyes caught at hers with passionate inquiries. "You've won your wager. ’ ‘Ah, but I have a special reason for doing so this time. "Spare me!" Jonathan, however, instead of answering him, searched for his knife, with the intention of severing his wrist. I took the usual way home. For a long time he remained standing before the fire, staring at the situation.
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