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She sat, crouched together, by the corner of the hearthrug under the bookcase that supported the pig’s skull, and looked into the fire and up at Ann Veronica’s face, and let herself go. Lucy had caught it when it was a millimeter away from hitting her teeth. Life is a patchwork of impressions, of vanishing personalities.

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