“Sheila and Mark McCloskey?” Michelle asked. “My friend,” she said, “no! Let me tell you this. Sheila decided to do a little laundry one day, clothes that were in Lucy’s hamper, a dirty clothes bin that Lucy had insisted that she have for herself separate from the family one. But—Miss Pellissier!” “Well?” “Are you quite sure that you want us this evening? Wouldn’t you rather be alone? Just say the word, and we’ll clear out like a shot. Whatever she does is minimized.
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