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She asked then about the gash that marred his nose.

Arsenio looked at his wife with pleading in his eyes. He did not want to tell her. He did not want to share this moment with her. Tamar was so happy, so pregnant, and full of love. This news was nothing but a dark cloud. It hung over their door with thunder on its light-filled edges.

Antigone did this, he spoke gravely.

No matter his wants, Arsenio would never lie to his wife. He knew better. The warmth of her eyes was knowing and sharp. She would pick the truth from his lips whether he offered it or not.