“I looked for you on the way home from The Big Apple, where were you?” Lucy smiled. Kentish family. She practiced swaddling on a doll, pretending to pat the head of her imaginary infant boy. “I first saw you crossing the river Arno, after a spring rain had spoiled the day for everyone except the ducks.
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