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He seized my wrist

"I said I'd do that, Laura Stop this Stop

punishing yourself"

I tried to s, but couldn't I just stood

there, nodding softly He embraced me and held me,

stroking my hair

"Laura, Laura, Laura," he sang "If I thought I

made you unhappy"

"I' "Just take

ht Things always look better in the

, don't they?"

"Not always," I said prophetically I looked

back at the dining room table Our dinner had been so

beautiful, so dream-like Then as I so confused,

so twisted with s?