” He looked at her, his eyes illuminated by the glow of the dashboard. shouldn’t be friends. Most of the horses were dead, all but three stallions and two mares left among what was once a thriving stable. . She came to her one day and pulled on her apron. The recollection of all her unhappiness, the loveless years, the unending loneliness, the injustice of it, rolled up to her lips in verbal lava. It was the same smell that she had in his memory, but now it was definite, palpable, like a perfume.
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