He was a tall man and fair, with bluish eyes that were rather protuberant, and long white hands of which he made a display. She brought her face to his chest, turning her head sideways so he would not notice her elongated canines. To her horror she realized that she had nearly forgotten how to kiss after a years-long dry spell, and she could detect drool on her own chin and John’s cheek. She could feel her body rebel against her actions, convulsing, so she forced herself to think of her mother in Heaven, her mother's beautiful face, the sun dancing across the rivers of her home. Once before—but that had been different. But a man’s opposition always inclined her to the suffrage side; she had a curious feeling of loyalty in seeing the more aggressive women through. “It’s the spring,” he said.
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