Me incliné sobre ella y recorrí la piel de su vientre con la yema del dedo. Bea dejó caer los párpados, los ojos y me sonrió, segura y fuerte.  -Hazme lo que quieras... -susurró.  Tenía diecisiete años y la vida en los labios.

I needed something--the distraction of another life--to alleviate fear.

You are an abomination before God.  Jesus loves you too, I said smiling.

The cells were referred to as Truffles because they were underground, rare, and valuable, because you never could tell where they might appear next, and because pigs and dogs were employed to sniff them out.

Written By Margaret Atwood

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