She had never been "My child" or "My dear"; always her name—Ruth. Kneebone. But this is all different. Leonardo had not taught her to do so. He would always be her friend, too. Her eardrums were burning with the echoes of those hideous shouts. “Ann Veronica,” he said, “I tell you this is love.
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