Chapter 31
by Ernest Hemingway
19:52,Jun 02,2023
Vivian was stunned for a minute. Birthday? It was not until then that she remembered that this day was her twenty-sixth birthday.Then she couldn't help but smile bitterly. Recently, her life had drained her and she was on the verge of collapse every day. She had forgotten about her birthday."Have you forgotten about it?" the man asked. "It doesn't matter. I remember that."Vivian smelled alcohol on his breath and asked, "Sir, did you drink wine?""Yes, but just a little.""But the smell...
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