She had carried a chair into the room veranda and had watched and listened until the night silences had lengthened and only occasionally she heard a voice or the rattle of rickshaw wheels in the courtyard. “Was that before or after you became a vampire?” Michelle questioned her casually, as if it were an interview. Morningside Park was a suburb that had not altogether, as people say, come off. Missy looked like a troll with lipstick on.
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