He touched her hand, soft and cool to his fingers—she turned at once to look at him. Lucy’s guts ached with jealousy and bitterness, building in a knot that twisted in her stomach, rag-like. " And he pointed significantly to the hand. “It is just a look. “Where were you?” He inquired, rubbing her shoulders. By now the horses would be rested and he might go as swiftly back again.
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