She directed him to an old part of the highway, a featureless stretch of old farmhouses capped in snow, with the occasional working silo. At the recollection that it was his, she seemed to fall through a thin surface, as one might fall through the crust of a lava into glowing depths. Then she saw him. "I love you like a son, and will follow you like a dog. But his gloom appeared to be occasioned by remorse, rather than sorrow. He kissed her neck, moving down to her breasts, trying to consume her with passion. New customs have prevailed over the old.
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