His friendship seemed a thing worth having. ’ ‘Where are we going?’ ‘Back to Blaye, my girl. ” “I began to be afraid you might not come at all. ’ She glared at Hilary. ’ ‘Yes,’ she agreed, but her manner was a degree less warm. \" Now it was Michelle’s turn to laugh. The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice.
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