She stopped abruptly, and looked in a flower-shop window. ‘Is that a gesture of friendship?’ She stamped her foot. Gerald watched her perambulations in silence, his heart wrung. You must live for me. . The helicopter lifted from her hand and hovered in the air. Blue haze had settled beyond the black silhouettes of trees, graduating to the deep violet that began the night sky. She had nothing to say for herself. Lucy thought of a song that she had not been able to get out of her head since the Fifties. There! You are trying to take your hand away.
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