"Save me..." She clung to his clothes, lifting her face.
Her little face was flushed and panicked.
Hank Clegg lowered his head, looking at Victoria Talkington in his arms.
So, this is what you looked like at eighteen.
So, this was the night of your Coming of Age Ceremony.
So, this was the scene of our first meeting in life.
He took hold of her hand, embracing her burning body.
Memories flowed through the dark river, wading ankle-deep in places, picking up fragments of the glistening past.
All the memories about her...
All the memories about her were like pearls in the river, scattered everywhere.
She locked him in the cupboard, then ran away without a word after.
Their reunion happened at the Clegg Family's dinner table.
There was even the scene when he first locked gazes with Jose.
That pint-sized copy of Victoria Talkington, with features mixed with traits of both their faces.
