But Darrell averted his head. Dizzily, she grabbed at the mantel for support and, resting her head on her hands, paid no heed to a betraying sound behind her—until an unexpected arm encircled her. ‘It is you who is the fool,’ she threw at him, whipping round again. It began as a joke. It was below consciousness, elusive; so he sent out a call to his friend, defensively. Balanced on his nose were enormous tortoise-shell spectacles. It has become a part of the order of my life. She felt terrible lying to him. ” 152 < 19 > THE WINDS OF NOVEMBER The Thanksgiving season brought a fierce wind that relentlessly whipped around the brick corners of the school. Coolly and gingerly, she kissed it as it stood at its hard angle from his body. No amount of scrubbing could remove the stains, the blood of an unknown man she had stolen from the scene of a car accident, a stupid drunk with no license who had wrapped his Chevy truck around a very large oak tree. ’ Gerald remained infuriatingly calm. "Where's Thames?" he hastily inquired.
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