They went on talking in the train—it seemed to her father a slight want of deference to him—and he listened and pretended to read the Times. A sound sleeper, she was not roused by the creaky openings and closings of drawers as Lucy packed a single duffle bag with underwear and soap that was pilfered from a multipack of Zest in the Beck’s downstairs bathroom. Inside was Anna, leaning a little forward to watch the passers-by, bright-eyed, full to the brim of the insatiable curiosity of youth—the desire to understand and appreciate this new world in which she found herself. You know—I wish I could roll my little body up small and squeeze it into your hand and grip your fingers upon it. ‘Do you think I do not know? What am I doing here, do you think?’ ‘That’s just exactly what I’ve been asking myself,’ he returned. When she released him he ran down the beach for a stick which he fetched and laid at her feet.
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