A creature of convenience, she could have cared less if her children were carried away by drunkards on the street. It does not matter to him either way. Moving back to the corner again, she ran a hand back over the leather-bound books—which, she realised, were not books at all. ‘Here you, Pottiswick. “Who on earth did you study violin with?” Michelle jumped in.
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