There were no doors in the bungalow; instead, there were curtains of strung bead and bamboo, always tinkling mysteriously. They were very nice about it, in memory of your father. "You forgot your lunch," she said. Lucy grabbed its handle, her broken bones mending inside her causing her to wince in pain. Michelle and her father sat in the audience, Diane having chosen to stay home to prepare dinner.
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