years later that Gloria turned to me and said out of the blue—what blue? black, more like—“You know I can’t forgive you, don’t you?” She spoke in a mild, conversational tone, seemingly without rancour, indeed without emotion of any kind that I could register; ...“I know what you’ll say, only there has to be someone for me not to forgive, and it’s you. Do you mind?
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