‘They weren’t no soldiers. Lucy simply added her own good night, even though a significant part of her wanted to call Cathy mother, she refrained. It doesn’t seem to matter. He seemed so clean anyway, his fair 215 skin, his light brown hair, there almost seemed to be no point. Then she stepped back into the empty room and stood for a moment looking down upon the scattered fragments of her last canvas.
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