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“She touched her fingertips lightly to the side of his face. She had not touched him so since he was a child, and he looked down at her rapt. Whatever she said now, he would remember it. 'The things we do out of hate, and those we do for love,' she told him. 'They come back to us. One by one, they return to us in some form, some time.” — Elizabeth Kingston
She touched her fingertips lightly to the side of his face. She had not touched him so since he was a child, and he looked down at her rapt. Whatever she said now, he would remember it. 'The things we do out of hate, and those we do for love,' she told him. 'They come back to us. One by one, they return to us in some form, some time.