The path he had selected conducted him to his
mother's humble dwelling. “Are you a virgin, Julian? With your handsome face
and powerful body, you mean to tell me that you haven’t
dipped your wick?”
He started to get angry, “But it’s not the same for guys
as it is for girls!”
“So you have tasted the forbidden fruit, haven’t you?
You’re no different than any male. Her mind invoked her husband, who she imagined
lying dead in a ditch somewhere, tortured and killed by
brigands or perhaps eaten by creatures like herself, a fate
he actually deserved. You square the G. She found it
rather funny that he always wore the shirt fastidiously
tucked in and never wore the ensemble without a stiff
brown leather belt. What was his problem,
she thought to herself. “I got Sydney’s
telegram at ten o’clock, and caught the ten-thirty from the Gare du Nord. In the recess beside the fireplace were some open
bookshelves.
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