She felt herself falling, her bile rising in her 61 throat, the cold wind spinning around her like vertigo. The piece, in three movements, was short enough anyway. ‘Can I not leave you for a day without you getting yourself into trouble?’ ‘Imbecile,’ she uttered faintly. You know Martin, right? He’s that beautiful half-Chinese boy that skipped a grade and has an I.
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