A sound sleeper, she was not roused by the creaky openings and closings of drawers as Lucy packed a single duffle bag with underwear and soap that was pilfered from a multipack of Zest in the Beck’s downstairs bathroom. His foot tapped impatiently, and he took up the papers. He smothered a laugh. I have given up painting. ’ He thought a wary look came into her face, but it was difficult to be sure.
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