Probably she mistook you; probably she thought you cared. “I didn’t ask you to get married. As they careened into a parking space, Lucy clung to the upholstery so as not to be thrown against the front seats. “Who’ll mind the baby nar?” was one of the night’s inspirations, and very frequent. Lucy thought of herself as belonging to Sebastian whether she liked it or not.
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