“My name is Anna Pellissier, sometimes called Annabel. She dreaded living off the land again, like an animal, as she had done for dozens of years at a stretch. The arrangement had been made by the town matchmaker, a frightening old oak of a man. “When are you going away?” He asked. She stood 218 there, broken bottle still in hand. Her father intercepted her, and for a moment she and he struggled with their hands upon the latch. It was as though he were personally aggrieved. She sensed a pelvic exam coming on. A pig, yes, a little.
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