For a while they stood there, silent, motionless, staring at the doorway where still a few strings of the bamboo curtain swayed and twisted, agitated by the Wastrel's passage. "He stands before you," rejoined her son. “If I thought for a moment that there was any chance of a relapse, I should stop here and tell him the truth even now. “For no other reason than you talk too much. You have taken upon your shoulders the burden of her misdeeds. Empty, silly, coarse brutes. He disappeared after getting my foster sister Traci pregnant. To Breanna for believing in this project at every step. " On a shelf was placed a row of paint-jars; the contents of which had been daubed in rainbow streaks upon the adjacent closet and window sill.
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