She paced restlessly to the door and back again, biting her tongue on the hot words begging to be uttered. She had in her suitcase a small scrapbook, only a few pages, what little information she had gathered on him through the years. Lucy looked down, noticing that Michelle had left her shoes in the entryway. Tell me what you think the island is like.
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