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take a warm bath, put the feet in hot water and mustard, take gruel and then go to bed well covered in order that we may perspire freely

But it doesn’t wipe him out.

You think of Gabriel deep into that hurting night, your hand between your legs, balming the ache, trying to press it out. It felt like he was pushing you deeper and deeper into life and it was all brought so suddenly to a halt: because he said that the rules should no longer exist. Why did he have to destroy the secret world you’d created for each other? He smashed it with love, with attachment. There’s no returning now, for God knows where it would end up if you did.

You imagine Gabriel waiting for the call that will not come. You’ve waited so many times in the past; a hostage to a lover’s silence and you know too well the heart-slam of what it’s like. You’re tinkering so thoughtlessly with his life and not cleaning up the mess. You’ve created a woman’s dream lover who knows something of the secrets of what women really want, and what they don’t. But what do women really want?

You’re not sure, now.

A cherishing? Money? Security?

They don’t, necessarily, want to fall in love.

Cole lies with his back to you and the arch of your foot locks into the warm curve of his calf; you often do this as he sleeps.