A hollow feeling opened up inside her, and she felt her heartbeat quicken. She so wanted to keep her memory of him fresh, so wanted to memorize his kisses and to conjure his embrace someday when he was mere dust in the ground. She stared down at them from a high window, peering down at their moonlit faces in the bed heavy with furs, the same bed where she had given birth to Gianfrancesco’s dead son. All sorts of battered tramps, junks and riff-raff of the seas trailed in and out.
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