In the discussion there was the oddest mixture of things that were personal and petty with an idealist devotion that was fine beyond dispute. His destination was the New Mint. The hand that had been clenched lay open, relaxed; and upon the palm he saw her mother's locket. She seemed to be making some sort of inventory. It was not a hard face, but it was resolute. Her senses were prickled when she felt a new pair of eyes upon her. "My father!" she whispered. Michelle began to shadow her at school. Three more people came to meet them at the door. linked image back linked image back MADEMOISELLE AT ARMS Elizabeth Bailey © 2011 by Elizabeth Bailey All rights reserved.
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