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"
I
know
.
I
admit
it
.
But
I
came
.
"
He
drew
her
down
onto
the
grass
.
"
Why
,
Meggie
?
"
"
Why
what
?
"
Her
hand
was
stroking
his
hair
,
whiter
than
Fee
's
now
,
still
thick
,
still
beautiful
.
"
Why
did
you
go
back
to
Luke
?
Have
his
son
?
"
he
asked
jealously
.
Her
soul
looked
out
from
behind
its
lucent
grey
windows
and
veiled
its
thoughts
from
him
.
"
He
forced
me
to
,
"
she
said
blandly
.
"
It
was
only
once
.
But
I
had
Dane
,
so
I
'm
not
sorry
.
Dane
was
worth
everything
I
went
through
to
get
him
.
"
"
I
'm
sorry
,
I
had
no
right
to
ask
.
I
gave
you
to
Luke
in
the
first
place
,
did
n't
I
?
"
"
That
's
true
,
you
did
.
"
"
He
's
a
wonderful
boy
.
Does
he
look
like
Luke
?
"
She
smiled
secretly
,
plucked
at
the
grass
,
laid
her
hand
inside
his
shirt
,
against
his
chest
.
"
Not
really
.
Neither
of
my
children
looks
very
much
like
Luke
,
or
me
.
"
"
I
love
them
because
they
're
yours
.
"
