He doesn't resemble you at all. They weren’t very chummy with one another but Sheila 113 didn’t expect much from a foster daughter as long as she worked hard, very hard, to earn her keep. I ——” He stopped short. He stood back and held her shoulders. For a long time he stared at the empty doorway. Or at least he did the day before yesterday. Marvel. To dream and to labour: to you, my labour; to Ruth, my dreams. On that basis alone, he had no right to give or accept love. Perhaps he had lost his loved ones and was wandering over the world seeking forgetfulness.
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