“Annabel! God in Heaven, it is Annabel!” She did not speak. It was a perfect windless spring day, a Sunday. She felt herself falling, her bile rising in her 61 throat, the cold wind spinning around her like vertigo. And I’ll have that story off you as we journey back to town. She crept into the living room and turned off the set, adjusting Cathy’s blanket which had fallen to the carpeted floor. ” “Of course not,” Anna said.
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