To-night we leave for Marseilles. ‘We don’t know who she is. I know South America and Canada like the lines in my hand. “Because you used to be my friend, Lucy, and now I don’t get to see you anymore unless I can get into your house. Her hair had begun to grow back, it now swept to her shoulders.
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