What a girl of sixteen cares for is hair and a high color and moonlight and a tenor voice. She went on her way now no longer dreaming and appreciative, but disturbed and unwillingly observant behind her mask of serene contentment. “We were bound to do this when you kissed me,” she sobbed through her tears. ” To which the only possible reply seemed to be, “I’m not coming home.
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