‘Why do you think I want a man ready to run to me with every move she makes?’ countered Gerald. She saw his face change, how he regretted. "The blood that has been spilt is that of his wife. A home MAY be a sort of cage, but still—it’s a home. Wood. For I still love her mother. A woman’s shoe lay on the threadbare carpeting.
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