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me her aunt expected her first thing in the morning. I remembered it was a
Sunday, and that put me off; I've never cared for Sundays. So I turned my head
and lazily sniffed the smell of brine that Marie's head had left on the pillow. I slept
VI It was an effort waking up that Sunday morning; Marie had to jog my shoulders
and shout my name. As we wanted to get into the water early, we didn't trouble
about breakfast. My head was aching slightly and my first cigarette had a bitter ...
Next morning his wife came and, without thinking, betrayed the guest's identity.
His mother hanged herself. His sister threw herself into a well. I must have read
that story thousands of times. In one way it sounded most unlikely; in another, ...
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