“Well,” said Capes, at length, “we’ve to go down, Ann Veronica. Annabel had taken her life into her hands with gay insouciance, had made her own friends, gone her own way. She got up and unlocked the door. Birthdays just ain’t the same once you get old kiddo. ” She pulled a small blue box out of the pocket of her hoodie.
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