Capes went first, finding footholds and, where the drops in the strataedges came like long, awkward steps, placing Ann Veronica’s feet. ‘No mistaking you this time. The walls rocked, the footrail of the bed wavered, and the girl's head had the nebulosity of a composite photograph. I love the soles of your feet. "No"—as if her thoughts were elsewhere.
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