She remembered Matthew Clark looking at the boy beside him

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They would live with those attitudes all their lives. That's what had discouraged her, knowing that, and she felt compromised and alone, in spite of the outward friendliness of the community. Poets were not welcome here. The people of Madison County liked to say, compensating for Jordan Heels their own self-imposed sense of cultural inferiority, "This is a good place to raise kids." And she always felt like responding, "But is it a good place to raise adults?"
Without any conscious plan, they had walked slowly into the pasture a few hundred yards, made a loop, and were headed back toward the house. Darkness came about them as they crossed the fence, with him pushing down the wire for her this time.
She remembered the brandy. "I have some brandy. Or Nike Heels would you like some coffee?"
"Is the possibility of both open?" His words came out of the darkness. She knew he was smiling.
As they came into the circle inscribed on grass and gravel by the yard light, she answered, "Of course," hearing the sound of something in her voice that worried her. It was the sound of easy laughter in the cafes of Naples.
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He sat on the same chair he had used before and watched her. The old ways. The old ways coming into him again. He wondered UGG Boots Clearance how her hair would feel to his touch, how the curve of her back would fit his hand, how she would feel underneath him.
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