She could feel Martin’s eyes boring into her as she entered the room, her own personal Farhat. She kissed Lucia’s cheeks and patted her growing belly upon rising, to which her new husband disapproved, but Lucia loved the attention and adoration. She held it by the neck and broke the end of the bottle on the hard dirt. “Much better. ‘What do you mean?’ ‘You have papers of identity, for the Mother Abbess told me so. What Miss Miniver would have called the Higher Truth supervenes.
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