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Michelle would arrive daily with a two to ten minute brief on her own dating status, her nightly dreams, grades, new family developments. "All right," he said. She took up one of her father’s novels and put it down again, fretted up to her own room for some work, sat on her bed and meditated upon the room that she was now really abandoning forever, and returned at length with a stocking to darn. “How are you feeling?” She asked. ’ The pathetic sob which accompanied the last word had a signal effect on two of the company at least. He waited for an instant, wasting an encouraging smile in the imperfect light, and then shut the doors of the van, leaving the women in darkness. I want to be your knight, your servant, your protector, your—I dare scarcely write the word—your husband. “When it comes there is no mistaking it.
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