She imagined herself on a barren 41 plain, post-Apocalypse, convulsing, waiting to die with the cockroach. Her fingers passed over a cunningly wrought surface of wood, with just the correct amount of protrusion, the precise colours of dyed leather, and cleverly gilded surfaces and neatly painted lettering. She turned away from the doorway of the silk loom to observe. Is that it? I thought this very pretty. Her sister had told him that it was true. He was in great pain and it meant that he would be in casts for twelve weeks. Lucy did her best to avoid talking about it, but the subject was beguiling, as it almost always brought news about him from the grapevine within which Michelle was intravenously entwined. I saw the blood come as he rolled over. His father was one of my old customers, and I am happy to find his son treading in his steps.
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