"Where's Thames?" he hastily inquired. Upon my word, Anna,” she declared, with a strange little laugh, “you are a thousand times more like me as I was two months ago than I am myself. The tree-lined streets were silent except for the sporadic revving of glass packs down Church Avenue. I can’t just go up to Josh and ask him out, even though I fantasize about doing just that all the time. “I looked for you on the way home from The Big Apple, where were you?” Lucy smiled. Better to remain silent. “I am so very, very sorry. Go and live somewhere else.
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