She could smell the savory tinge of his sweat in the air. " "You are from America?" "Yes. But some day she would find a place to love: there would be rosy apples on the boughs, and there would be flurries of snow blowing into her face. . “Here goes,” he said. A door slammed. ” “And for me,” Anna echoed.
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