For when this Joan said it, I had a memory. “The father was in the army, and got a half-pay job at St. Ralph. “Annabel,” she said, “you are my sister, or I would bid you take the flowers if you care for them, and leave the room. So I've grown hard—outside. I get along with my Mom sometimes, Lucy.
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