agnesdeer: fitted to be his wife
agnesdeer: to dedicate your life to our love!
agnesdeer: the world is a bit more complex than this
agnesdeer: clara slapped him on the hand
agnesdeer: clara was from somewhere
agnesdeer: clara was not like other teenagers
agnesdeer: ‘your name’s clara,’ said ryan
agnesdeer: still an inequitable equation
agnesdeer: clara missed her four o’clock meeting with ryan
agnesdeer: ‘clara! come out of de cold’
agnesdeer: clara was the last to know
agnesdeer: what now for clara?
agnesdeer: clara, clara, love -
agnesdeer: well, don't, clara. please
agnesdeer: clara beamed
agnesdeer: clara tells me about you, she tells me
agnesdeer: the world is complex
agnesdeer: yes, said clara