The gardens were tidy and geometric, each avenue with a different purpose: flowers for cutting, herbs, brightly colored vegetables. She walked through the walls. ” “What’s our lot?” asked her sister. He gave her one of the sweaty red cans. It is the bottom of the cup, where all the dregs appear to settle. She sat on the edge of the bed overwhelmed, the roses cradled in her arms. Perhaps that was why Sheila began to observe Lucy, because both of them were poignantly aware of Lucy’s otherness.
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