Foreword
MEMORY OF SIN....
"I wasn't running from you," he said to her. "I was running from myself."
"Maybe that was the same thing."
"Maybe, because I remembmer what it was like to lie naked with you, to feel your body next to mine, to see you that way in the moonlight...."
"Then why try to pretend you're something you're not?"
"Because I can't live your way...."
Then she touched him again, in the old way, and she smiled. "Sure you can," she said...."and now we're going to take off our clothes and go to bed together, because the truth is you can't live any other way."