At the back of her mind, dim and yet disconcerting, was the perception that she herself did not know what she wanted. "Hear me!" cried Thames, bursting into tears. Spurling, who had been hastily compounding another bowl of punch. Why don’t you just tell me what is going on with you! Why the police questioned you! Why they’re looking for your mother? I’ll understand! Just tell me and I swear to God Lucy I’ll understand.
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