“A girl needs her mother most exactly when she thinks she doesn’t. He groped her buttocks. He was all alone, like herself. She sensed that he was looking for her. He had assumed that her leaving home was the point at issue, that everything turned on that, and that the sole alternative was obedience, and she had fallen in with that assumption until rebellion seemed a sacred principle. As she danced there was in her ears the faded echo of wooden tom-toms. ’ Melusine shifted her shoulders. During the week, her uniform was the blue and white scrubs of a nurse, the job she had suffered at for twenty-seven years.
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