” “A—marriage certificate!” Annabel gasped. He began shoveling dirt over the bodies. He tore it down just as the Wastrel rose, wavering slightly. She came to spend hours with the bastard children that the women brought, dressing and feeding the tiny ones, inventing games for the older ones. The ring's yours, and you're mine. The smell that emanated from the opening was abominable.
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