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Professor Thomas Hill. January 1972.
Emilee did not return to Connor’s apartment for several weeks—not even to study— although they resumed their meetings in the library. But, she still had to see him every day, she claimed. The extent of physical contact between them was now limited to the holding of hands, sideway hugs, and peck-kisses—and only in public. That was the extent of intimacy she could handle at the time.
Connor—on the surface—accepted the state of affairs.
She had difficulty recalling when last, if ever, she had felt so unsettled. She was housing two persons in one body, it seemed. She was being transformed into a Jekyll-and-Hyde-like creature. Even the snow that fell on the first Sunday in the New Year could not lift her spirits. Looking at the virgin white cloak that
