Her foster parents had attended the concert in their finest clothes, Cathy in a new JC Penney dress, Larry in a suit that was too small. She brought the cups of cocoa back to the bedroom. He went on munching his water-chestnuts, and stared at the skyline. “She’s my wife,” the man muttered. You are an artist by the Divine right of birth, but whatever form of expression may come to you at some time it will not be painting.
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