Her lips parted, but no words came. "Thank Heaven!" she gasped. Could she hold him and manage the reins? If only Gerald had not gone. She wanted him, she needed sex, but the two ideas had not formed an equation where a concrete result could be deduced. She saw her discarded nun’s habit still on the floor and scooped it up. White was scattered across the long stretches of pine trees and corn fields.
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