Mrs. ” “I suppose we are,” said Vee, rearranging the flowers in her hand. Humph. Michelle looked at Lucy's feet, still in the ugly brown loafers she had worn since last year. Either we go forth together, or they shall bury me. She hated living like that. ” Lucy would always press her face into her mother’s skirts when she heard the ending, no matter how many times she heard it.
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