She dropped the locket into its sweet hiding place. No more. ‘What are you going to do now, Gerald?’ He sipped his wine and shrugged. Despite her busy work schedule, Sheila had always been a social person, a talker, a joiner of neighborhood groups, a town council member, a PTA worker, and a thrower of neighborhood coffee klatches. She had been fighting down this thought for days: that Hoddy did not care, that he did not love her, that he had mistaken a vagary of the mind for a substance, and now regretted what he had done— married a girl who was not his equal in anything. There was a gentle rustling of skirts. We can see round them and behind them and through them, and most of us use that knowledge, in the silent way we have, for our great ends. It was a night well-fitted to their enterprise, calm, still, and profoundly dark.
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