Perhaps it was a statement after all: I don’t want to die without knowing you. Do you feel the same way, Carol? She coul — Patricia Highsmith
Perhaps it was a statement after all: I don’t want to die without knowing you. Do you feel the same way, Carol? She coul — Patricia Highsmith
Perhaps it was a statement after all: I don’t want to die without knowing you. Do you feel the same way, Carol? She coul — Patricia Highsmith
Perhaps it was a statement after all: I don’t want to die without knowing you. Do you feel the same way, Carol? She coul — Patricia Highsmith
Perhaps it was a statement after all: I don’t want to die without knowing you. Do you feel the same way, Carol? She coul — Patricia Highsmith
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Perhaps it was a statement after all: I don’t want to die without knowing you. Do you feel the same way, Carol? She could have said the last question, but she could not have said all that went before it.

— Patricia Highsmith
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