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Mogins disliked everything about Anna's pregnancy. Said it was organs and fluids and stuff no man wanted to know about. He was so disturbed by her milkiness after the birth that he took his class to another part of Denmark for the summer. When we finally made love, the baby began to cry, and I went to get him. Anna held the boy as we continued, until the strength went out of her and I cradled his nakedness asleep against me as we passed through the final stages. In the happiness afterward, both of us nursed at her, our heads nudging each other blindly in the brilliant dark. |
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