She went on her way now no longer dreaming and appreciative, but disturbed and unwillingly observant behind her mask of serene contentment. ‘Very. Montague Hill?” Annabel put her hand suddenly to her throat and steadied herself with the back of a chair. ” She fumbled with her keys and opened the front door. Wood was once a favourite of yours. Then they would leave and she would go back to being alone.
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