” Courtlaw was pale and dishevelled. ’ Melusine had crossed to the window that overlooked the front of the house, and was trying to peep through a crack in the shutters. . Her foster father had been outside for most of the morning, working on trimming the maple trees and mowing the lawn. “Here we are, living in the same suburb,” he began. . . She waited expectantly.
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