’ *** Martha sniffed dolefully, scrubbing at her reddened eyes with a large square of damp linen. The fragrance of dryer sheets lay upon her like the snow that now drifted peacefully outside. Annabel was conscious then of the slow anger which had been burning within her since the night of her visit to the “Unusual. “I wonder what happened. ‘Ain’t no call for you to go a-blaming of yourself. ” “We are,” said Ann Veronica. ” She smiled grimly at the recollection of that lunch—tea and roll at a cheap café. " "What for? What do you want of them?" "Why, they are … yours.
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