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Chapter 31

           "Thereisnothingleft,"shesaidatlast."Nothingleftforme.Nothingtolove.Nothingtofightfor.YouaregoneandTaraisgoing."

           Helookedatherforalongspaceandthen,leaning,scoopedupasmallwadofredclayfromtheground.

           "Yes,thereissomethingleft,"hesaid,andtheghostofhisoldsmilecameback,thesmilewhichmockedhimselfaswellasher."Somethingyoulovebetterthanme,thoughyoumaynotknowit.You’vestillgotTara."

           Hetookherlimphandandpressedthedampclayintoitandclosedherfingersaboutit.Therewasnofeverinhishandsnow,norinhers.Shelookedattheredsoilforamomentanditmeantnothingtoher.Shelookedathimandrealizeddimlythattherewasanintegrityofspiritinhimwhichwasnottobetornapartbyherpassionatehands,norbyanyhands.

           Ifitkilledhim,hewouldneverleaveMelanie.IfheburnedforScarlettuntiltheendofhisdays,hewouldnevertakeherandhewouldfighttokeepheratadistance.Shewouldneveragaingetthroughthatarmor.Thewords,hospitalityandloyaltyandhonor,meantmoretohimthanshedid.

           Theclaywascoldinherhandandshelookedatitagain.

           "Yes,"shesaid,"I’vestillgotthis."

           Atfirst,thewordsmeantnothingandtheclaywasonlyredclay.ButunbiddencamethethoughtoftheseaofreddirtwhichsurroundedTaraandhowverydearitwasandhowhardshehadfoughttokeepithowhardshewasgoingtohavetofightifshewishedtokeepithereafter

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