Earles scratched his chin for a moment thoughtfully. When I'm alone I don't mind. " "Rather behind me;" and he spoke no more that morning. She savored the sweetness of his lips, all of his great youth and passion and longed for his innocence, his complete lack of the knowledge of terrible things. People were not slaves to their gods as they are now, oppressed and unhappy, chained to their mortality and suffering so that they may one day enter an imaginary Heaven. Sometimes I think she’s tired of us. She slipped down the perfunctory flight of stairs, short because of the home’s split-level style.
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