“Shit!” John quickly countered, “What are you going to do? She’s a motor-mouth, Lucy, of the worst kind. By this action, Lucy already knew what the answer was. Sheila wouldn’t allow me to date a boy even if he was only fifteen—I mean sixteen, like I am, you see. The crown has passed from the brow of one monarch to that of another.
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