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@@@@@She burned at his touch and she cried out for more and her body arched and strained to meet his again and again She must have dreamed it, but how could she have dreamed such things when she'd never dreamed they existed? No lady would ever feel the wild wanting she had felt, no lady would do the things she had doneScarlett tried to push her thoughts back into the crowded dark corner of her mind where she kept the unbearable and unthinkableBut she'd had too much to drinkIt did happen, her heart cried, it didAnd her mind, so carefully taught by her mother that ladies did not have animal impulses, could not control the passionate demands of her body to feel rapture and surrender againScarlett's hands held her aching breasts, but hers were not the hands her body longed forShe dropped her arms onto the table in front of her, her head onto her armsAnd she abandoned herself to the waves of desire and pain that made her writhe, made her call out brokenly into the empty, silent, candlelit room "Rhett, oh Rhett, I need you Winter was approaching, and Scarlett grew more frantic with every passing day Joe Colleton had dug the hole for the cellar of the first house, but repeated rains made it impossible to pour the concrete foundationsWilkes would smell a rat if I bought lumber before I'm ready to frame," he said reasonably, and Scarlett knew he was rightBut it made the delay no less frustratingMaybe the whole building idea was a mistakeDay after day the newspaper reported more disasters in the business worldThere were soup kitchens and bread lines now in America's big cities because thousands more people lost their jobs every week when companies went bankruptWhy was she risking her money now, at the worst possible time? Why had she made that fool promise to Melly? If only the cold rain would stop And the days would stop getting shorterShe could keep busy in the daytime, but darkness closed her in the empty house with only her thoughts for companions And she didn't want to think, because she could find no answers to anythingHow had she gotten into this mess? She'd never deliberately done anything to turn people against her, why were they all being so hateful? Why was it taking Rhett so long to come home? What could she do to make things better? There had to be something, she couldn't go on forever walking from room to room in the big house like a pea rattling around in an empty washtubShe'd be glad to have Wade and Ella come home to keep her company, but Suellen had written that they were all under quarantine while one child after another went through the long itchy torture of chicken poxShe could take up with the Barts and all their friends again It didn't matter that she'd called Mamie a sow, her skin was as thick as a brick wa