It remains a bizarre idea to me that Lucy Alberti could ever become so detailed or so real, but I’m certainly glad to have made her acquaintance. “No, don’t interrupt me. Pearls in the dawn light, flashing and burning! "You don't like your island?" "I hate it!… But, there!"—weariness edging in. “Not a bit. She slid her cheek down the tweed sleeve of his coat. ” Lucy shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant.
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