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"Are you unwell?"
Her hands held mine, her eyes were full of concern. But Lucy was a gentle soul and I felt unwilling to contaminate such purity by relating what had transpired those five years ago.
I shook my head.
"Then what is it, dearest?"
On the other hand, my Lucy was one of the strongest, tenacious, most resolute people I'd ever known. If there was a secret to be found, Lucy would expose it, especially if it concerned someone she loved.
I surrendered meekly.
"I shall tell you after dinner," I said, hoping against hope that she would forget.

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