A Young Woman Pt. 3
The fever arrived somewhere past midnight. I had not undressed. I had merely collapsed
A Young Woman Pt. 2
The second carriage passed me at dusk. I had spent the intervening hours in
A Young Woman Pt. 1
I had always wanted her. I will endeavor to explain why. It is not
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The courtyard of the plum blossoms had been a refuge for him, a place
A Moment Never Forgotten
The sudden downpour had arrived with the violence of a dropped curtain, turning the
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He had never loved them for their acquiescence. That would have been too easy,