Michelle was on her like a fly, asking her questions about her past foster homes she did her best to avoid, pretending to be swamped every night with sudden reams of homework and unable to be reached by phone. ‘Not from the nuns, no. ” On the inside she felt her muscles loosen with relief. Capes agreed with the utmost cordiality. I couldn’t rest or eat or sleep. ‘She would say, espéce de diable, this Melusine. The petals have fallen—the red petals we loved so.
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