After he"d spoken to the long-haired man and studied his quiet, almost lethargic withdrawal, Simms turned to Noreen standing in the doorway, took her by the arm and pressed her close, kissing her tenderly on the lips.
“I feel cold,” she said.
“I want you to get back inside, bar the door and do not let anyone in. You hear me?”
“You"re frightening me with this kind of talk.”
“You"ve been through dangers before. This is no different. You keep away from the windows and the door. Sit in the far corner of the bedroom and listen out for my return.”
Taking her in his arms, he held her for a long time, pressing his cheek against the top of her head. The swell of her belly brought a warmth to him and, for one glorious moment, it was as if no dangers existed and the world was good and secure.
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