Ovarian cancer. The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed. Supposing he too wanted love and his arms were as empty as hers? Some living thing that depended upon her. ‘I thought—I thought I saw my—my husband.
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