“Your mother was a Gypsy. Buck up. Never had he corrected her with hand or whip, the ring in his voice had always been sufficient to cower her. ” Michelle patted Lucy’s shoulder reassuringly. “Anything is better than this—this stifled life down here. He opened his eyes, protestingly, and beheld the realization of his dream. “Like what, Lucy?” She saw the panic threaten to overtake him.
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