[ She rankles but doesn't show it, other than a small narrowing of her eyes. You can't kill the neighbor, she tells herself. You cannot kill him in a crowded Italian restaurant. It does not matter how much you want to.
She downs the rest of her glass instead, ignoring how absolutely shitty the wine is. ]
I don't look anything like Lucy. [ Is this man blind? Is she talking to a blind person? ] I own a hotel downtown.
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She downs the rest of her glass instead, ignoring how absolutely shitty the wine is. ]
I don't look anything like Lucy. [ Is this man blind? Is she talking to a blind person? ] I own a hotel downtown.