She watched the people and hummed softly to herself. The same pale white buttocks, the same freckles in the same unchanging patterns on her collarbone that all of her mother’s potions had never been able to erase. Lucy had caught it when it was a millimeter away from hitting her teeth. The walls were pristine white and unmarked except for two sconces and a rather colorless Monet poster that had been framed in an expensive oak surround. “Her husband was a county councillor, and she has a niece who comes to see her in a carriage. She gathered up the chain, revealing a locket which had lain hidden in her bosom.
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