I am up to the ears in it all— every moment I can spare. Michelle was on her like a fly, asking her questions about her past foster homes she did her best to avoid, pretending to be swamped every night with sudden reams of homework and unable to be reached by phone. ‘Deaf? Deaf? I’ll have you know, miss—’ ‘Do not have me know anything,’ interrupted Melusine crossly, and digging into her habit, produced the fateful dagger that had cut Gerald’s hand. The door into the passage offered itself with an irresistible invitation—the one alternative to a public, inexplicable passion of weeping. You are your own Heaven and your own Hell, Lucy. Lucy propped Michelle against a thick, knobby tree stump.
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