’ The lady uttered a scornful sound. Manning in fancy costume, as though he was a doll. At length the task was done, and she jabbed the needle into a cushion, folded the coat, and rose. What’s that?” They both stood listening. Shari entered the room in a damp towel, fresh from the shower. Or he would find something—a wave in her hair, a little line in the contour of her brow or neck, that made an exquisite discovery. Lucy stepped inside. Her sadness was manageable only because she was so familiar with its phases, because she could observe its moods remotely, like an astronomer studying the moon. The door into the passage offered itself with an irresistible invitation—the one alternative to a public, inexplicable passion of weeping.
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