As the Wastrel played, Spurlock knew that the man saw the inevitable end—death by drink; saw the glory of the things he had thrown away, the past, once so full of promise. She was nearly too giddy still to answer him. I have suffered him to be brought up decently—honestly; because I would make his fall the greater, and deepen the wound I meant to inflict upon his mother. Even Shari’s graduation party was put off until later in the summer when they could afford it. “Why?” “I still love you. Voilà tout, as Melusine herself would say. Soup would help you feel better, soup and hot tea.
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