“He’s got good taste, you know. “It would have been rash and unwise,” she said at the end of a meditation. Before his departure, he gave his assistant a glove. He beamed a little as she disappeared into the orchestra room, a cacophony of tuning instruments. It was still too dark for reading, but she could see well enough to note the number of the last page—fifty-six. But he was destined to have every tide of feeling awakened—every wound opened.
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