” They left the restaurant just as the rain slowed to a dull trickle, the fury of the storm exhausted, having left mirror puddles in its wake. To die intestate was unforgiveably irresponsible. If you talk of your faults, I shall talk of your splendors. I hoped for a family like the Becks and I waded through the system until I got them, so maybe life isn’t so damn hopeless after all. ‘I can’t help but be sure,’ he returned shortly. Death belongs to God, young man. 5. "Children," said the aunt, first to awake, "be young fools as long as God will permit you.
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