The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice. ‘We may have to,’ Gerald answered thoughtfully, staring at the window to one side. ’ Gerald hissed in a doubtful breath. She tugged at my coat and said, ‘I know of the blue-eyed maid.
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