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Then the storm broke. It was as if her finite human brain could only store a limit of information, details like hair color and fingernail shape easily jettisoned to make room for the nuances of a grin or the emotion of a shoulder blade. She found pieces of it on the blacktop near the green dumpster, amazingly small pieces considering the fabric’s original heft. Lucy had passed the house once on the sidewalk, on a rare day when he was shoveling snow. Sheppard returned no answer. Jack did not advance to meet her. ‘Sapristi,’ he gasped. He groaned, much to Melusine’s relief.
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