She enjoyed preparing the evening meals, the smells of potatoes roasting in the oven, the stink of onions in the pan, the crackle of chicken frying. She crushed the letter in her hand. \" Lucy grinned, thinking of the dark gamey odors she had smelled emanating from a few of the less hygienic boys in school. ’ ‘You mean imbecile, don’t you?’ Gerald said, and turned his head to share the joke with Melusine. The soil was identical, the climate; still, they would not bear the Olympian fruit, with its purple-lined jacket and its snow-white pulp. She just sat and told me that was her arrangement. ’ ‘You surprise me.
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