She had fine posture, good carriage as they sometimes call it."No children?" The house was very quiet.Her eyes widened. "Amica," she said loudly, "go down to the barn and work on that flax." The back door closed as she released a sob."I'm sorry," I said as she pulled a handkerchief from her sleeve and wept into it. I did not know whether to go hold her and pat her or not so I just sat and looked out the window until she sniffed and stopped crying."I've had three since, um, since my husband has been away. He left in early '77. One was born dead last year, and I fear I'll not have another, ever; a little girl came early and died after only two days in'79, in the winter, and the other girl, she, the first child, they took her away." Who did, who took her away? The British?" No," she said, "no, the factor. He's a Scot, has offices in Alexandria and Portsmouth, Arthur McGee. He took the girl, Jean I called her. I don't know what she's called now. She'd be almost three I guess." I don'. ”We concluded our chat soon after that and I was in a daze the rest of the day. The next few days weren’t any better, since it was Friday when we put our plan in motion and wouldn’t see each other over the weekend. When Monday came, we met at the gym as usual, chatting cordially like near strangers while we sweated on adjacent treadmills. Cara was usually gone when I came out of the locker room and only stopped by the office once, on Monday, to talk. We ended up on the couch and she was in my lap with her arms around my neck as we made out like teenagers. Fortunately, I had put my ‘out of office’ sign up on the door.“I can’t wait for Wednesday,” she panted between kisses. “Make sure you have some condoms, OK?”I nodded, making a mental note to stop and get some. Our kissing finally halted when her cell phone rang. It was John, checking on her.“I stopped by the drugstore for some makeup,” she lied. “I’ll be home in a few minutes.”Turning to me, she sighed and said it was time for her to.
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