Anna stood on the step and looked up and down the street for a hansom. If only Gerald would come. His bravado waxed and he asked her to what would be her first date in nearly twenty years. I keep on thinking of you. ’ ‘Lord, yes,’ agreed Gerald, in mock horror. Lucy stared like an automaton at Michelle’s unconscious 262 body, revolted at her own actions to the point of shock. “It—it—must come,” she faltered. She then opened Lucy’s meager closet and plucked out a pair of heeled boots usually reserved for weddings and funerals. She hesitated in answering the door, her violin still crooked underneath her chin. ‘Your wife?’ ‘My wife,’ he repeated, rising also, his smile mocking her. Here it is. Anna did not pause, but she looked over her shoulder with slightly lifted eyebrows.
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