It was as if her finite human brain could only store a limit of information, details like hair color and fingernail shape easily jettisoned to make room for the nuances of a grin or the emotion of a shoulder blade. The next morning she went out with her post-office savings bank-book, and telegraphed for a warrant to draw out all the money she had in the world. She fondled his penis which was stiff and straining against his pants. The sky beyond was a surreal color of pink that reminded her of the windows she had once been entranced by at the castle chapel, their leaden lines depicting old religious stories and sufferings.
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