He caressed her tenderly, with no trace of the Sebastian who had previously knocked her off her feet with a slap across the mouth. She hoped that he would at long last remember his young male pride. The soil was identical, the climate; still, they would not bear the Olympian fruit, with its purple-lined jacket and its snow-white pulp. Light flooded the place.
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