Daydream and Drunkenness of a Young Lady

Beautiful writing style but I had no clue where any of the stories were trying to go at all

“Her daughter watched in amusement. No one but me can love you, thought the woman laughing through her eyes; and the weight of that responsibility left the taste of blood in her mouth. As if ‘mother and daughter' were life and abhorrence.”

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