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Lucy stared at the girl for a long ten seconds, and then looked away. ’ ‘You see, I am of them,’ she said seriously, ‘but not with them—yet. And yet, often when alone, he wondered: had McClintock been wrong, or had she ceased to care in that way? The possibility that she no longer cared should have filled him with unalloyed happiness, whereas it depressed him, cut the natural vanity of youth into shreds and tatters. Her acrid rose perfume oil that hung in the air that smelled like a head shop, her V. Gerald reached out a hand to stop her. He tasted like cinders and ash, but not of smoke.
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