’ He quirked an eyebrow. ” Cathy hugged her. She wondered if he was already tired of her, if he would rudely push her away as one would a prostitute. The whole place had come to life, the magic seeped out of the walls. He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica. ” “John, do you remember me at all?” “Lucy?!” He cried in disbelief. ” She turned away.
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