She would often steal away to tryst with him in the orchard, even now she felt her loins grow warm with the memory of his ardor. Then, if you are bad to me, I can more easily blow off your head. While he was straining every sinew, his foot slipped, and he fell, head foremost, into a deep trench, which he had not observed in the dark. What our dear mother would say back home I dread to think. She played “Happy Birthday” for John, after which they plied her with a dozen requests. Now we meet again, and you will scarcely look at me.
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