Lucy sprinted to one side to avoid the crash and grabbed at Rhea’s solitary patch of yellow hair, which ripped out loosely in one decayed piece like strands of rotten corn silk. Everything was done in a genteel and ordinary way, but on the other hand, there was no lingering. I have no right to love you.
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