The winter of 1348 seemed to last an eternity, but the Pestilence struck in one day. He laid her on their old bed and kissed her from head to toe. “There is no—Good God!” he exclaimed. His gray eyes were closed, his persimmon-colored lips open and panting. “Have you heard things?” The tears stood in her eyes.
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