” They left the restaurant just as the rain slowed to a dull trickle, the fury of the storm exhausted, having left mirror puddles in its wake. Her momentary instinct was to run to him and be comforted, like the old times. Supper was spaghetti and Italian sausage that night. She bound a scarf tightly round the place where the blood seemed to be coming from. Take me with you.
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