“Ann Veronica,” he said. His age was not far from fifty. "Whose grave is this?" he inquired of a man who was standing near it. It was Sebastian’s fault for slapping her face and letting the baby out. It began to rain, a cold sweat of precipitation that was more sickly than refreshing. She turned back to Gerald, holding out her hand.
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