She smiled mechanically at the audience, holding her violin limply, feeling the hot lights on her made-up face. . " "I liked that, too," she replied; "but it wasn't that I had in mind. John turned toward the short staircase as she alit upon the first creaky step. Mike was draped over the laminate kitchen counter, on the phone as usual. “How do you know—why do you think that my name is Anna?” He smiled in a quietly superior way.
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