Clarice loved babies as much as Lucia did and chattered about them day and night. She recalled how she had stretched out her arms toward the magic blue horizon. But, on the bursting of that bubble, his hopes vanished with it. I know my son's voice too well. His face was much handsomer than Gianfrancesco’s, his lips thinner, his brow much more noble and wise. Shari smiled and Mike whispered to her. Sebastian howled with laughter, doubling over. I’ve no name for it yet.
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