"How do I know you are a friend?" asked Darrell. It was as if her finite human brain could only store a limit of information, details like hair color and fingernail shape easily jettisoned to make room for the nuances of a grin or the emotion of a shoulder blade. “What happened to your parents, Lucy? Is it all right if I ask?” Lucy looked at her with a soft gaze. “Why did you ever let me love you? Why did you ever let me peep through the gates of Paradise? Oh! my God! I don’t begin to feel and realize this yet. “We will do Paris like the tourists, and thank God here comes dinner. " "Well, that's a hopeful sign.
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