From Jimmy Gillentine's Crossroads:
Your Seven Sexy Paragraphs:
Soon, where the Beast once sat, stood the man that Angela had traveled so far to see. Andrew stood up before her, dirt and dried blood covering his entire body. His hair was tangled and matted, and a thick beard covered his entire face. But in the light of the fire, Angela saw Andrew’s steel-blue eyes looking at her, full of tears.
“Andrew,” Angela said, drawing closer to him, “I’ve missed you so much.” She tried to wrap her arms around him, but he gently stopped her and backed away.
“Why?” Andrew spoke, his voice sounding harsh and still close to being animal-like. “Why did you come looking for me?”
Angela looked at him and drew even closer. Her hand went up to his chest and lightly touched it. She could feel his heart beating fast, and his muscles flinched from her touch.
“I had to find you, Andrew…”
“My name is not Andrew!” he yelled.
Angela didn’t even flinch. “It’s the only name I know to call you.” Angela said, moving her hand up to his face.“It’s the name of the man I love.”
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-Our Lord to Saint Gertrude