“I cannot keep silence any longer. Then the foremost bowed and passed on. Lucy entered and Mike followed. ‘I don’t think he deserved that, Melusine. It was a castoff of Shari’s from her brief obsession with sewing. She returned home through a world that was as roseate as it had been gray overnight. ’ Kimble’s widening gaze told its own tale, but still he kept his fingers on the handle of the door.
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