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. It was the day I borrowed a pencil; the day we first spoke to one another. ‘Do you think I would do to him as he made a threat to do to me? No. But it was extraordinary what seemingly irrelevant things could restore her to the thought of Capes again. She wrote it down. “Hey, Mike. It was open. And in those days, too, he used to help her mother with her gardening, and hover about her while she stood on the ladder and hammered creepers to the scullery wall. The doctor had sown a seed, carelessly. She was perfectly aware that the boy had gotten some sort of bug in his craw over her despite her sloppy, strange appearance.
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