A nurse came hurrying up. A woman isn’t much freer—in reality. She resolved not to allow him or her hunger detract from the performance at hand, as it would be a special one, an evening to be remembered in the gray days to follow like a precious jewel. Then she looked up at Brendon. There’s no sense in morality, I suppose, unless you are fundamentally immoral. Eyebrows knitting, she looked towards the ground a few feet away from him, guiltily. Drink for him had a queer phase.
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