32 The curtains and tapestries had appeared over the windows before Marina had died, growing moldy from the dampness and the oils of lavender, clove, and clary sage soaking them. A young man was playing the banjo. And mind you don't arouse his suspicions. I needed a man the worst kind of way—a man I could keep for at least six months. ” Lucy’s eyebrows knitted, trying to remember an unfortunate chinless girl running around the school. “I say, Vee.
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