‘Who’d believe me? And I’d have to tell my part in it all, too. He sat alone in his brother’s old car night after night that summer, staring blankly at the red sky beyond the abandoned farmhouse where she had once shown him her secrets. Lucy kicked her side, then her wounded leg, dislodging her. For each costume she had devised a suitable form of matrimonial refusal.
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