“I have always,” she admitted calmly, “taken a certain amount of interest in Annabel’s future. ” Lucy answered, disturbed at how rehearsed the apology sounded. ‘Certainly I am not a nun. Slowly and ruefully she realized why marriage was so idealized among her generations of those before her. A small handgun bobbed at the end of it, aimed at Sheila. She had never been "My child" or "My dear"; always her name—Ruth.
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