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“I think you underestimate my capacity for taking normal human interaction and making it awkward.”
“Yes, but there’s wanting, and then there’s wanting. The desire of your body might not be the desire of your soul.”
“I’ve been married,” said the habitually silent Fyfe. “I’ll tell you what she wants. She wants your secrets. She wants your soul. You’ve got to crack yourself open and find that broken, shameful piece of your heart that you’d hide from the world and God Himself if you could manage it. And then serve it up to her on a platter. They won’t settle for anything less.”