‘What has that to say to anything?’ ‘Nothing at all,’ smiled Lucy nervously. Oh, what’s his name? It’s on the tip of my tongue. She descended down the stairs of the house, sidestepping the refuse from bingedrinking teenagers that was strewn everywhere. For some time after he was locked up in this prison Jack continued in a very dejected state. ‘Espèce de bête,’ she snarled.
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