" Ideas are never born; they are suggested; they are planted seeds. He climbed on top of her, pressing her into the couch cushions, the gown billowing around them like a cotton candy parachute. For all her begging she had been given the choice to go into the nunnery and “learn how to read scrolls with the rest of God’s Spinsters” by her father, but had quickly lost interest when presented with the idea of bearing babies. “But we satisfy one another. Art was everywhere, underfoot in the form of mosaics, overhead in the form of architecture. Standing over the pierced Rhea, Lucy bayed, a long cry that was half-scream and half-howl. Anything that might stir the sense of love And God has mocked me through it all. Taber is very ill.
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