The mother, Cathy Beck, was as patient and as charitable of an individual that Lucy had ever known, a big kindly Polish-American woman with the heart of an angel. As she raised it, its lower portion fell apart into two baggy crimson masses. Close upon this came another thought. ” She turned away. She was young and bright, little to no make-up except for lip-gloss, long, straight, glossy reddish blonde hair slightly past her shoulders. As he fell, he caught at the projecting masonry.
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