"I shall want nothing more. Lucy dug out an old light gray cotton miniskirt that had shrunk on Shari in the wash. But all those empty years!… My heart was hot. The amazing tonic of the thought! From time to time she laid her hand upon Spurlock's forehead: it was still cold. But to choose this of all moments. A sound sleeper, she was not roused by the creaky openings and closings of drawers as Lucy packed a single duffle bag with underwear and soap that was pilfered from a multipack of Zest in the Beck’s downstairs bathroom. He turned the wheel carefully as he touched her neck with the other, threading her soft curls in between his slim fingers. “Please stay,” she said briefly. “Anna, you are the dearest, bravest sister in the world,” she cried. They were terrible, horrible people. They were a young man and an old one, and both appeared deeply affected.
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