Why don’t you just tell me what is going on with you! Why the police questioned you! Why they’re looking for your mother? I’ll understand! Just tell me and I swear to God Lucy I’ll understand. I can’t explain—” They regarded one another, each blinded to the other. The locket contained the face of her mother—all the family album she had. He reappeared in street clothes, his cropped hair not even damp from the shower, fresh-faced and sweetsmelling. The effects of the heroin wore off slowly. Drummond, who had been about to speak, refrained. “You left the TV on when you fell asleep in the living room, so I turned it off.
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