They had been informally introduced during floor hockey, when Katy had sent a puck flying into Lucy’s face. She had thought that all Morningside Park householders came home before seven at the latest, as her father usually did. . . Perhaps some one had kissed the brow that was now so cadaverous, rubbed that sunken cheek with loving fingers, held that stringy neck with passionately living hands. With this she now entered. ‘Don’t dare address me by such a title.
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