On the bench was set a quartern measure of gin, a crust of bread, and a slice of cheese. Even Lucy’s bra and panties, the ubiquitous polyester underwire and matching cotton bikini briefs from Kmart, were gone. Out of an old family album: here was the very comparison that had eluded him. Lucy sighed, finding it odd to switch roles as she had over the past weeks. It seemed to show a want of affection, to be a deliberate and unmerited disregard, to justify the reprisal of being hurt. It has become a part of the order of my life. It is as if my lips had been sealed about them.
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