” Anna drew out her purse at once. She drove me. He kissed her fingers and grinned. Her head ached with a hollow pain. Her relationship with John had made her the object of desire for scores of teenage boys who had dared not previously think of her in such a way. She would never love him as she loved Capes, of course, but there are grades and qualities of love. The wastrel, the ne'er-do-well, who went mostly nobly to a fine end. They WERE weird.
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