Clotilde flew into a rage, crying, “How dare you lay claim to my children! I am their mother! This is a Godless house!” She accused. “Dear friend,” she said, “this is a matter which you must leave to me to do as I think best. She so wanted to keep her memory of him fresh, so wanted to memorize his kisses and to conjure his embrace someday when he was mere dust in the ground. She worried for Cathy, working double shifts at the nearby family restaurant to help make ends meet. Lucy looked down, noticing that Michelle had left her shoes in the entryway.
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