She aimed directly at Rhea’s head. To find the true father at the expense of the beautiful fairy tale Ruth had woven around the woman in the locket was an intolerable thought. It’s artificially chance. The sun was setting, casting long dreary shadows across deformed apple trees. It was the blouse that gave Lucy away. Like a nightmare memory that returned again and again to haunt her. " Spurlock, who was absorbing this talk thirstily, laughed. Her safety lay in pretense—that what she saw was as a tale twice told.
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