‘And how do you propose to get in?’ ‘Scullery window. ’ Both hands about the butt of her unwieldy pistol, Melusine glared at him. She donned her fuzzy slippers and traipsed downstairs, the welcoming smell of coffee beckoning her, the sound of Looney Toons music barely audible from the television set. The nun on the threshold was of middle age and heavily built, her back uneven from toil and her hands roughened. He returned to attend the funeral.
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