No, no! Not now!" Ruth turned abruptly and walked toward the bungalow, mounted the veranda steps, and vanished within. Lucy could sense her mental resolution to nip Michelle’s burgeoning obsession with the occult in the bud. “My dear friend,” she laughed, “not so tragic, if you please. He never finished his sentence.
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