All the sombre visions she had been pressing back, fighting out of her thoughts, swarmed over the barrier and crushed her. He took her there on the cold, dirty floor, his nails digging into her back, his teeth sinking into her breasts. Out of an old family album: here was the very comparison that had eluded him. It was Sebastian’s fault for slapping her face and letting the baby out. “What’s going on with you?” John asked inquisitively, looking down at her abdomen. “But, dear, think! He is your father. As they left Florence, dying men and women still scrabbled through the streets, screams emanating from the rows of houses, beggars running up to the horses, sick children in their arms, their eyes bleeding, their noses running, begging to join them in their journey out.
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