Surely it was a dream. Perhaps her odd beauty—and that too was natural—stirred these thoughts into being. Anna leaned over so that he needed only to whisper. Deep verandas ran around the bungalows, with bamboo drops which were always down in the daytime, fending off the treacherous sunshine. I'll lay my life he's gone. And through it all, like a golden thread on a piece of tapestry, weaving in and out of the patterns, the unspoken longing for love.
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