” They left the restaurant just as the rain slowed to a dull trickle, the fury of the storm exhausted, having left mirror puddles in its wake. The house was eerily silent, which alerted her to the idea that someone might be listening. Not the explosive vigour of the north-born, but that which would quietly meet physical hardships and bear them triumphantly. ” Lucy reassured. ‘Where is Gérard?’ ‘Out of town,’ Hilary said briefly.
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