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it would surely be painful to become a block of ice under your very own skin.
When men were interested, they had a faraway look, as if they were trying to figure out their attraction. Was it a dream, or was it real? Did they want a woman, body and soul, or was it only the body that appealed to them? Sometimes it took them a while to figure it out, sometimes only minutes.
I let her talk, because talk was cheap.
I had honored my father and had done right by his memory, and now I was ready to speak.
