The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice. Brendon made a quick movement forward. She hated tricking Shari, whose joy for life was the only thing that made her naive enough to fall for laced iced tea or hot cocoa, depending on the season. Upon what this instinct was based she could not say; she was conscious only of its insistence. Yet the fact remains that you do not understand me at all. ‘Jacques!’ He stopped, but he did not turn. She practiced swaddling on a doll, pretending to pat the head of her imaginary infant boy.
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