No, it's not a very good story - its author was too busy listening to other voices to listen as closely as he should have to the one coming from inside.

The town kept its secrets, and the Marsten House brooded over it like a ruined king.

Deep inside her (ih her harrowed soul) she felt a glowing ember of fury at the man responsible for this. Tha man who had put her in this position. She looked at the pistol lying beside the basin, and knew that if he were here, she would use it on him without a moment's hesitation. Knowing that made her feel confused about herself. It also made her feel a little stronger.

But see that you get on. That's your job in this hard world, to keep your love alive and see that you get on, no matter what. Pull your act together and just go on.

In the end we are all caught in devices of our own making. I believe that. In the end we are all caught.

Time is a face on the water.

I am in trouble here. This woman is not right.