4. The moisture from the sea was constant, and she spent countless hours staring at the sea from the west tower, the rise and fall of waves. She could feel his eyes surreptiously scanning her backside. She found herself trying on the baubles he brought home, placing the silver rings upon her slim fingers, knowing that he would take up her hand and kiss it. Just as he had succeeded in fixing his attention, it was again shaken, and he was almost unnerved by the sight of Mr. “Please forgive me—for one moment,” she sobbed. “I cut off his right hand pinky with his own rusty bolt cutter. He can't play cards, either, when he's sober.
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