She stared. They are their mother’s sons. She indicated the captain who had retired behind the sofa. "Well, I'm not far from the mark. ‘We’ll cross that bridge if and when we come to it. At least the sun would not be as bright, which was a welcome reprieve from the mercilessly bright early summer days which had invigorated every man, woman, and child in the suburbs but were wearing Lucy down into acute fatigue, along with her hunger. Father and daughter regarded each other warily, each more than a little insecure with the other. Sebastian dug through the viscous layers of foul-smelling clay with a shovel, each successive insertion creating an obscene sucking noise that ate at her sanity. The man was mad to marry me.
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