 Wysłany: Czw 23:17, 10 Lut 2011 Temat postu: .
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Doesn't that matter? I don't suppose God minds--if He exists. Don't you believe in HimChristine? I don't know. People say they believe too easily. I expect I believe as much as the others. With most of us it's just--just a hope. They had never talked together in that way before. It made her more than ever someone apart from himwho had her own thoughtsand perhaps her own secret way of being unhappy. He was frightened againnot of the darkness nowbut of something nearer--something so real and deadly that the old spectres became almost comiclike ghosts made up of dust-sheets PART I59 and broom-handles. Supposing Christine went still further from him--supposing she left him altogether alone? She wouldn't do it of her free willbut there were things people couldn't help. People died. The thought was a cruel hand twining itself into the strings of his heart. He tried to see her face. Was she young? He didn't know. He had never thought about it. She had been grown-up. That covered everything. Now in the paleunreal light her face and hair were a strange dead grayand she was old--old. Christinehow--how long do people live? It depends. Sometimes to a hundred--sometimes just a min sale kids uggsyilai: ugg boots clearance that was approaching himand against his will |
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