She liked to do it for Cathy Beck, so that she could relax after waitressing all day at the Big Apple with a homemade meal. Her husband sat in a chair beside her bed, his head in his hands. Something insisted that those two were mysteriously linked—that the woman knew the man was there. Winny, this is the last night I shall pass beneath your father's roof. They sat on a wooden bench that overlooked the less aromatic part of the lake, deeper and not as frequented by geese.
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