That is what terrified her: the consciousness that nothing in her life would be continuous, that she would no sooner form friendships (like the present) than relentless fate would thrust her into a new circle. It would be the wrappered world almost at its best. She kept him talking all the way to the doorstep of the Beck's home, a small 1970s brown split-level in the old part of town. ‘What in God’s name is going on?’ Glancing swiftly towards the doorway, Gerald saw his friend’s disbelieving face and burst out, speaking over the top of Melusine as she made another grab for the little square of linen. Melusine’s eyes shifted.
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