The sky beyond was a surreal color of pink that reminded her of the windows she had once been entranced by at the castle chapel, their leaden lines depicting old religious stories and sufferings. Her family are solid West End people, Kensington people. ‘That way. And then, for the first time, Wood noticed a small stream of blood coursing slowly down her cheek. ‘Didn’t mean it, love. The signs of tears had all gone, but some subtle change seemed to have stolen into her face.
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