Lucy felt a finger tap her on the bra strap as she observed Michelle chatting with yet another passing group of people. “So you’re the one my son has been talking about. " Thames tried to answer her, but his voice failed him. Her target was a fifty-four year old man who lived with his mother, an obese neighborhood woman, a widow named Dawn Plote. She was perplexed by this, and stood for some seconds in the empty street hesitating, until the appearance of another circumspect woman under the street lamp at the corner reassured her. “My heart, my dove, I only want to heal you. She said as much to him. He was safe, out of the beaten track, at last really comparable to the needle in the haystack.
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