He backed away from her. He was always forgetting that his tummy was fifty-four years old. Then he turned on his heel and walked off. Art was everywhere, underfoot in the form of mosaics, overhead in the form of architecture. “Yes,” he said, “I want to get away. But she could see that Diane watched her more closely now, and in a cat-like way.
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