My Mom inherited our house from our Grandma, otherwise they never could have afforded it, not even twenty years ago. People hounded him about the disappearances mercilessly for weeks after the concert, first the police, then the Becks, then people from school. The nun on the threshold was of middle age and heavily built, her back uneven from toil and her hands roughened. Things happen out this way. ‘Suppose you don’t know what sort of proof she was after?’ he asked.
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