The perfume was the only one she ever used. "Hear me, Jack!" shrieked his mother. “I’d have to sneak out after everyone was asleep. He got off on it. Day after day—five, to be exact—she had returned to Morgan's; and each time the man would understand what had drawn her, and with a kindly smile would sit down at the piano and play. She had never seen so much food in her life as she saw at her own wedding feast. She entered the front hall, formerly magnificent, now faded and dusty, the old wood table waiting for guests who would never come.
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