” Lucy considered the irony that Michelle had spent seventeen years waiting to escape the suburban existence she had always longed to live. It was from Brendon. Then they had released her arms and were trying to push her away. Once more breaking through the hedge he took to the fields. The sun-canvas was stowed; and Spurlock's chair was set forward the foremast, where the bulging jib cast a sliding blue shadow over him.
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