"Come along, my sly shaver. It was an excuse, dredged up on the spur of the moment to cover a slip. ’ She turned quickly away that her feelings might not be obvious to Lucy and her great-aunt. Dizzily, she grabbed at the mantel for support and, resting her head on her hands, paid no heed to a betraying sound behind her—until an unexpected arm encircled her. Lucy loved orchestras, the bittersweet tinge of rosin dust that hung in the air, the way that the sun shone through filthy windows illuminating the marimbas with a storybook light. She was quite assured that she would never see him again. “Michelle knows!” Lucy stood in stunned silence for a moment, and then cursed.
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