That night a grave was dug in Willesden churchyard, next to that in which Mrs. Michelle burst into laughter, followed by John, who almost spit up his cola. You mustn’t go clawing after a man that doesn’t belong to you—that isn’t even interested in you. . Grace, confidence, the power of movement even, seemed gone from her.
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