She started at the falling of a leaf, at the lumbering of a cow through the hedge. There was a mad musician, seemingly rapt in admiration of the notes he was extracting from a child's violin. "We won't have any trouble understanding each other; same language. Sensitive, aren’t they?” She chuckled. He sat alone in his brother’s old car night after night that summer, staring blankly at the red sky beyond the abandoned farmhouse where she had once shown him her secrets. Jack was so harrassed that he felt half inclined to stand at bay. Their soft, voluptuous bodies wove among each other to the faint notes of a lyre.
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