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" "How?" exclaimed the other. “You could have a talk to Miss Kitty Brett this afternoon, if you liked. They were sitting alone, Lucy. . . With a finger crooked in his side-pocket, she measured her step with his, her senses still dizzy from the echo of the magic sounds. Lucy’s guts ached with jealousy and bitterness, building in a knot that twisted in her stomach, rag-like. Michelle looked her up and down, liking the results of her efforts.
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