He had a feline way of moving and speaking in a hushed tone that commanded respect and loyalty of me. That it was morbid, and he used another word too. But where was Mona? 'Oh, please tell everything,' I said. For me the world's a crowded place.
I gestured for her to sit down. 'But nothing so long and chaste, my beloved; I'll be home and you'll be cured and we'll soon be in each other's arms. She is my great-aunt and my teacher in all things, a woman who has sought to endow me with all I need to live an important life. The Mass was said by a very elderly priest and had a certain elegance to it, but for me it was a nightmare.
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