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Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples, for I am sick of love. ” Annabel yawned. He was braver than her husband, who paced and cowered in the corners of the once-sunny Palazzo. " "And you married me, knowing?" "I married the man who bought a sing-song girl to give her her freedom. Michelle’s eyes darted around, she refused to look straight at Lucy. A sound sleeper, she was not roused by the creaky openings and closings of drawers as Lucy packed a single duffle bag with underwear and soap that was pilfered from a multipack of Zest in the Beck’s downstairs bathroom. The buboes broke and God took Lucia's mother.
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