“How did you hear that?” Lucy’s brows knitted. " On a shelf was placed a row of paint-jars; the contents of which had been daubed in rainbow streaks upon the adjacent closet and window sill. Her hair, once red, faded to a thin gray that she kept cut into a practical short bob. I owed his father a grudge: that I settled long ago. Anything in the least irregular is like poison to him. In mid-bite, she heard a car door slam that was recognizable.
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