The Portreeve's House
/It was madness, Beth. I’m telling you it was madness – you, who know better than anyone what Euan’s obsession did to him. What it did to all of us.
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/When Dante laughed or hung his mouth open in concentration, you could see the sharp edge where the false teeth ended and the darkness that led to his stomach began.
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“She reached toward him, and he took her hand again. Both were aware how thin and loose the skin on her hand felt, like onion-skin paper wrapped about a little cage of bone.”
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