We WERE thieves. Where can we sit down and talk?” He led her across the room towards a window recess, in which a tall, fair young man was seated with an evening paper in his hand. “So what is John up to today?” Lucy asked with a weary smile. FOREWORD Forever Fifteen was born of a dream I had in 2002, a dream that was part nightmare.
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