She was a very elegant young woman, slightly taller perhaps than her sister, and with an air of reserved strength underneath her quiet face and manner which Annabel may have lacked. The gardens were tidy and geometric, each avenue with a different purpose: flowers for cutting, herbs, brightly colored vegetables. “She wasn’t sane, my wife. A slow anger burned in the man. At first Spurlock tasted coconut in his eggs, in what meat he ate; it permeated everything, taste and smell. It was still raining heavily, and profoundly dark. They almost made me feel like they were mine.
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