She lost it in the Mint. F. A spacious suite of rooms down the hall John described as “my parents love den” with a grimace as Lucy smiled. Puffy blue curtains dressed every oakstained window. She could smell his cologne underneath his collar, or perhaps his aftershave. She was trying to adjust the wimple, dragging at it and fighting with her loosened hair.
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