The tree-lined streets were silent except for the sporadic revving of glass packs down Church Avenue. In fact, it had been anciently the right hand postern under the gate leading towards the city. Lucy dug out an old light gray cotton miniskirt that had shrunk on Shari in the wash. Ann Veronica became violently excited at the sight. To even presume a lustful thought about her was to ask for one’s own death. I took the usual way home. But the world didn’t do that. G.
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