Cathy reached out and touched Lucy’s chin with her two fingers, gently commanding her attention. ’ Turning, she climbed over the low haha wall. The villagers were thronging to church. Walpole, and then to Newgate. “She’s my wife,” the man muttered. She untucked his starched shirt, running her hands along his smooth torso and underneath his arms. The doll she had never owned, the cat and the dog that had never been hers: here they were, strangely incorporated in this sleeping man.
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