Her eye met his four inches away, and his was glaring, immense, and full of resolution, a stupendous monster of an eye. He was a bad dog; he knew it perfectly; but where there was laughter, there was hope. ‘Parbleu, the bullet is still inside you,’ Melusine guessed, remembering how the Mother Abbess had diagnosed Leonardo’s suffering when he had first come to the convent. “If one half of the stories about Meysey Hill are true,” he answered, “I would not stretch out my little finger to save his life. Yes. I want to shout! I want to sing! I am glad! I am glad to be alive because you are alive! I am glad to be a woman because you are a man! I am glad! I am glad! I am glad! I thank God for life and you. She nuzzled his chest and he breathed deeply of the scent of her Finesse conditioner.
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