I used to go by the name Lucy Iovelli, which was my natural father’s surname. Leonardo he was my—’ ‘Don’t say it,’ Gerald cut in hoarsely. Where I am in error, you can set me right. Lucy stepped inside. He held her hand in his, cupped together like a pair of shells for the rest of the hour.
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