Lucy aimed the firearm at Rhea’s chest. The boy she had loved was gone. Again he played for her; and again the eruption of the strange senses that lay hidden in her soul. ‘Your mystery lady, I mean. All that was needed to complete the simile was that the girl should burst into song. “At a boarding-house?” he gasped.
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