I get along with my Mom sometimes, Lucy. Her feathered hat fell from her head and down her back, and she felt fingers writhing in the mass of her hair and caressing the flesh of her neck beneath so that she shivered uncontrollably. ‘Coward,’ she threw at him, brandishing the sword. ‘Lord in heaven, could it be so?’ ‘Don’t look at me,’ exploded Hilary.
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