" "Readily. They can’t help seeing things in the way they do. “I think they do. ‘You don’t even know what it means, do you?’ Melusine frowned. Her tears dissipated as she began to convulse, completely devoid of any spare fluid. She imagined descending the stairs, hearing Mike’s uproarious laughter as she peeked around a vacant corner with a lump in her throat. “She will take her risk,” she answered. Was there anything at all in those locked rooms of her aunt’s mind? Were they fully furnished and only a little dusty and cobwebby and in need of an airing, or were they stark vacancy except, perhaps, for a cockroach or so or the gnawing of a rat? What was the mental equivalent of a rat’s gnawing? The image was going astray.
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