She had seen her really only at teas, with the Stanley strain in her uppermost. “It’s Ennison, isn’t it?” he exclaimed. Then the foremost bowed and passed on. It was an unspoken curfew in the Beck house on week nights. Lucy vomited onto the floor at the sight of her mother dying, the black spots expanding across her corpse. “I can survive on my own.
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