#200044 - Idly, she slipped a finger between them, and stroked lightly, astounded by how wet it had become. She hastily turned round and picked up her clothes, tears beginning to fill her eyes. Nowadays there’s all sorts of help for what they call Post-Natal Depression, but back then it was just assumed that you were a poor mother.
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