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The movement was fatal to her son. The wound lay open for five seconds, and then closed neatly as if it had been stitched by invisible hands. He sat alone in his brother’s old car night after night that summer, staring blankly at the red sky beyond the abandoned farmhouse where she had once shown him her secrets. “Who tied this scarf here?” he asked, looking up. “No, Lucy, it isn’t fine and I am sorry. She had even played in an opera by Verdi once, but had to dress as a boy to do it. Leaving the library by the same door she had first used to enter it earlier that day, she crossed the two little antechambers and moved on through the rooms. Under her feet lay intricate mosaics, and each warm hall was festooned in tapestries.
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