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Same story as always: they’re liberal until they’re old and rich and scared.”
“Will you still love me even if all of England despises me?” Hazel said. “We’re Scots, Hazel,” Jack said, a smile extending across his face. “If England hates you, we can hate them right back.”
And every now and then, Jack would look down and smile at her, and Hazel wondered whether eternity would even be long enough.