Lucy loved orchestras, the bittersweet tinge of rosin dust that hung in the air, the way that the sun shone through filthy windows illuminating the marimbas with a storybook light. I, too, want to understand—to walk with my head in the light. “I was lonely. ” Two young men on their way down the room came suddenly to a standstill before Anna. “I am sure of it. In a voice husky with suppressed despair, she answered. "How do I know you are a friend?" asked Darrell. "By George!" he exclaimed. Anna raised her eyebrows at the sight of him. The next page was a drawing that she had made in pen and ink of his face, or what she had remembered of it. Her elbows were ready.
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