\" Lucy scanned her memories for a face to match the name Josh Durkin. After a long fifteen seconds, she pulled her head back into the seat, looking at his face from the close angle, his nose huge and out of perspective, his eyes like round blue pearls. “The dawn!” said Miss Miniver, with her glasses reflecting the fire like pools of blood-red flame.
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