You’re never going to believe this, by the way. She returned home through a world that was as roseate as it had been gray overnight. I walked London till the soles of my shoes were worn through, and my toes were blistered. Anna, quitting her chair, dropped on her knees by her sister’s side and took her hand. She saw her mother, her pale face, a woman in a white robe, calling to her from a sun drenched balcony. Sometimes these dreams are simple and tender; sometimes they are magnificent. Paris copies London. Michelle’s eyes darted around, she refused to look straight at Lucy. She shook her head. “How could he call except in your absence, as you are never at home in the afternoon.
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