Pale, flesh-colored light filtered in through the corners of the house. "I don't know his name. Her mother brewed potions to scent her hair, sweet balms of anise for her lips and hands, told her wonderful secrets, some decidedly un-Christian. "I cannot remain here long. Her straight strawberry blonde hair was exactly Cathy’s. ” She thanked him with one of her shy little glances. She wouldn't be able to pass by anywhere without folks turning their heads.
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