r, Karl went down and retrieved—more cautiously this time—a second parcel of food for Charlotte. He put a hand to his throat, felt smooth skin. Don't be an idiot. Here she was, weeping in a graveyard, she who'd been so young and full of life… and I looked at Ilona beside her and I thought, You too.
To give him his due, all the things he offered me were real. Her face was white, her mouth turned down at the corners with sour denial. Karl was silent for a moment; watching her, his eyes dark and intent. It had been easier to confront Henry's fury than her father's and David's helpless silence.
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