She receded into the entryway, opening her palm and gesturing as if there were an imaginary red carpet rolled out for visitors. ‘Jacques?’ she called out, forgetting the need for silence. There was a wall; she was always encountering it; the one time she was able to break through this wall was when the part in his hair was crooked. “I really owe him something of an apology.
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