The candle was shaking in his hand as Ruth appeared in the doorway. He has a way of sitting on people. 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. Running his hand hastily over it, he was startled to find it one complicated mass of bolts and bars. In the grate were some charred fragments of a marriage certificate.
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