She ran 60 past it with melancholic dread towards the slope that led to the ocean. She meant to leave anyway, or so she would tell herself later. Michelle looked her up and down, liking the results of her efforts. A disconcerting gray eye that had a mystifying depth. She sat in a chair in the parlour and regarded the darkening sky through the small casement window. “Then I will do what I can,” Anna promised. But her tears had been for Leonardo’s expulsion, and the loss of his companionship. And then her pace slackened. ‘So now you will please to go away and leave me to my business.
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