Had he been listening inside? ‘What is amiss?’ ‘That Frenchie, sir. Lucy sprinted to one side to avoid the crash and grabbed at Rhea’s solitary patch of yellow hair, which ripped out loosely in one decayed piece like strands of rotten corn silk. ‘Pig! Pig, a thousand times!’ Running footsteps could be heard now, and she knew that the commotion was bringing the nuns, just as she had hoped. “Why don’t you wear your white blouse more often? It is the prettiest shirt you own.
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