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“He was fascinated by Beatrix's competence at things women were not usually competent at. She knew how to use a hammer or a plane tool. She rode better than any woman he had ever seen, and possibly better than any man. She had an original mind, an intelligence woven of recall and intuition. But the more Christopher learned about Beatrix, the more he perceived the vein of insecurity that ran deep in her. A sense of otherness that often inclined her toward solitude. He thought that perhaps it had something to do with her parents' untimely deaths, especially her mother's, which Beatrix had felt as an abandonment. And perhaps it was partly a result of the Hathaways' having been pushed into a social position they had never been prepared for. Being in the upper classes wasn't merely following a set of rules, it was a way of thinking, of carrying oneself and interacting with the world, that had to be instilled since birth. Beatrix would never acquire the sophistication of the young women who had been raised in the aristocracy. That was one of the things he loved most about her.”

“He was fed up of hearing about religion; about how much God loves everybody, about how he cares. He hated hearing that. His father was God’s servant; he preached God’s word, but where was God when the machete was brought down on him? The number of people who died clutching Bibles and praying for rescue, why did God not answer them? He knew he had had enough of God; he wanted nothing more to do with him. His views had annoyed the administrators at the foundation; they asked him to be grateful to God for saving him from death, but why should he be? Why should he be grateful to a God that killed off all his people and left only him? His views had started affecting the other kids and it was a welcome relief to everyone in the orphanage when he left.”

“he was figuratively following along beside her as she walked the fence, ready to catch her if she should fall.”

“He was fine; he, that orphan that foundling that outcast; he felt himself august and strong; he looked full in the face that society from which he was banished, and into which he had so powerfully intervened; that human justice from which he had snatched its prey; all those tigers whose jaws perforce remained empty; those myrmidons, those judges, those executioners, all that royal power which he, poor, insignificant being, had foiled with the power of God.”

“He was free, free in every way, free to behave like a fool or a machine, free to accept, free to refuse, free to equivocate; to marry, to give up the game, to drag this death weight about with him for years to come. He could do what he liked, no one had the right to advise him, there would be for him no Good or Evil unless he thought them into being.”

“He was gazing down at his phone, his shoulders tense, his spine curling toward it. She had the urge to call out to him, startle him with her voice: What’s in your phone that isn’t right here in front of you? There is a naked person in your bed. There is a breeze in the yard. Yet she knew there was plenty in his phone that wasn’t right here in front of him. The entire universe.”

“He was getting undressed and it snapped something inside of him that had been drawing taut, ready to break for months. “I'm hungry, Bruno,” he said, in a soft voice, as he removed the shirt from his broad shoulders, revealing a perfect sight of smooth dark skin. “I can't wait for dinner,” he continued, with a smile. When he put his hands to the fastening of his trousers, Bruno let out a sigh and put the take out menus on the counter. He couldn't look at him, because he knew Lyon was trying to seduce him on purpose. He didn't want to talk or hear him out or spend time with him that didn't end with an orgasm. “I can't do this anymore,” Bruno confessed, quietly.”