1. They had been informally introduced during floor hockey, when Katy had sent a puck flying into Lucy’s face. The thing rankled in her mind night and day. She loved her mother Marina more than any other thing in the world and could not bear to speak to her for a fortnight after being told her fate. She had begun alone. ‘Merci, Joan,’ cried Melusine, moving to her and seizing her hand which she clasped between both her own for a moment, as she turned to the others. We have to hang about in the interval.
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