St. Mary’s swells with bodies. The Deacon swells with pride. Jacqueline swells with child. Fair Emma, the worst and the last. A bonny girl. A laughing girl. Laughed at her, didn’t she? Offered her ‘holy trinity’ to her and her husband. That dog of Dorset laughed at her. I am nothing like you. Spilt private colors on bedsheets sodden with cruelty. I am nothing like you. A whore is nothing more than the sum of her parts; the parts alone are worthless. I am nothing like you. Jacqueline leaves her in pieces.
