December 1915
Helena was there, just on the periphery of his vision. He could sense her; he knew that subtle perfume that she wore on very special occasions. He reached out, but she was not there. He peered into the opaque landscape, where the desert dust of the Kalahari hazed everything and saw her form, plumper now after two children, but even more desirable for that.
Helena was there, just on the periphery of his vision. He could sense her; he knew that subtle perfume that she wore on very special occasions. He reached out, but she was not there. He peered into the opaque landscape, where the desert dust of the Kalahari hazed everything and saw her form, plumper now after two children, but even more desirable for that."Helena"
"Helena"She did not reply.
She did not reply."Helena"
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