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The days and weeks wore on and with each sunrise Yvette withdrew a little more from the world around her. She forced herself out of the house when she had to deliver junk mail or visit the doctor for a pregnancy check-up. Even choir was a drain on her scant energy, and the trip to Gordon’s house for painting sessions were now too far. After her last visit, she’d phoned to explain, insisting he keep her painting. Sadness had tightened her throat, not knowing when or even if she’d see him again. She couldn’t face calling Thomas. She suffered her mother’s occasional phone calls, ignoring her advice and her references to Terry, annoyed each time that she didn’t offer to visit. She spent her days waddling about the house, listless and bored. Nothing held her interest. She was floating abo
