Seasons of Love
“Roxanne Marlborough, born a mere Janet Snape in the back streets of Manchester, took one horrified look at her back and sent Robert hot-foot for the doctor.‘Who did this to you?’ she asked Helen gently.‘My father.’She exchanged disgusted glances with Robert., but her voice was quite even as she replied,‘Well, if that's an example of fatherly love, I'm glad mine died before he had had time to show his for me!'’‘My father hates me,’ Helen whispered. ‘He always has done. And I've never understood why.’Tears of weakness were trickling down her pale cheeks.‘Who ever can understand men?’ The look Roxanne threw at Robert included him in this general condemnation.He scowled at her, but said nothing.The doctor came bustling in, a fat man exuding self-importance. He tutted over the back, approved Roxanne’s treatment, then gave the patient a draught of laudanum.‘Sleep,’ he announced. ‘Nature’s own nostrum.’ He found himself looking at the back of Robert’s head.
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