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randy_byers) wrote2008-08-16 05:20 pm
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The long goodbye
Len looked at Amity. She spoke to him, not meeting his eyes, and he said hello, and it was like speaking to a stranger. He thought, with an already fading pang, of the yellow-haired girl he had kissed in the rose arbor and wondered where she had gone so swiftly. This was a woman here, somebody else's woman, already marked by the cares and troubles of living, and he did not know her.
-- Leigh Brackett, The Long Tomorrow (1955)
-- Leigh Brackett, The Long Tomorrow (1955)