Lucy had passed the house once on the sidewalk, on a rare day when he was shoveling snow. When I told her that there were no available nurses this side of Hong-Kong, she offered her services at once, and broke her journey. There were dark rims under her eyes, soft now with unshed tears. ‘Seems quiet enough,’ observed the junior officer, his gaze raking the shuttered windows of the building’s grey stone frontage.
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