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She felt scrawny, lanky, badly dressed in a baggy black T-shirt, sweaty, not at all beautiful; not even pretty. “You are a miracle! God spares few from the Pestilence. "Otherwise you will not get your morning's sleep. ” And thus it was that as Ann Veronica neared the gates of home, she said to herself: “I’ll have it out with him somehow. Don’t leave me in this beastly thing. She was not a Christian woman. ” He said. She stared down at them from a high window, peering down at their moonlit faces in the bed heavy with furs, the same bed where she had given birth to Gianfrancesco’s dead son. ” “Perhaps not,” she answered. “That sounds interesting. You may have to carry them further and longer than you think. I have always managed to survive, haven’t I?” She was eager to stop talking about her parents. She took her hat from the peg in the corner and began to put it on.
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