Lucy sprinted to one side to avoid the crash and grabbed at Rhea’s solitary patch of yellow hair, which ripped out loosely in one decayed piece like strands of rotten corn silk. Something in her lack of embarrassment irritated him. The oranges were of the Syrian variety, small but filled with scarlet honey. Everything was done in the most legal and imposing way, but the whole thing was a fraud.
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