Lynley leaned forward, avoiding Havers' meaningful look in hisdirection. He said, Sorry. Herealised that he'd seen Webberly in rather the same manner as a childsees a much older adult. What was itabout me then? How was I so capable of taking things in my stride? Ilost that naive confidence somewhere along the line.
She did nothingwith it. Laura dashed out, absolutely sobbing. ade noeffort to hide the fact that he was watching them through the frontwindow, standing just behind a display of picture books. Wouldn't it?Wouldn't it? He needed to know.
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