She gazed with a quiet detachment toward the window and the Oxford Street traffic, and in her heart she was busy kicking this man to death. Brute! Fool! To have come to her on such an errand. She wallowed for a time in the thought of Capes, unable to escape from his image and the idea of his presence in her life. Michelle was on her like a fly, asking her questions about her past foster homes she did her best to avoid, pretending to be swamped every night with sudden reams of homework and unable to be reached by phone.
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