There were sidetables and a writing table, similarly buried in bric-a-brac, and the chair by the French doors could hardly be seen for blankets. “You’re exactly as I remember you!” “Forever fifteen, remember?” She stepped closer to him into the light of the television screen. They found out Cris had some sort of criminal past, more child abuse stuff of course. It dawned upon him that he had been abominably used by Ann Veronica. He was full of fabulous stories, not just tales of his own past in Rome but wonderful fables from the mysterious Orient and the ancient Greeks, old jokes and yarns that only he remembered. It isn’t pretty, but we’re made so.
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