my first symphony!” Brown’s eyebrows rose skeptically. Lucy loved orchestras, the bittersweet tinge of rosin dust that hung in the air, the way that the sun shone through filthy windows illuminating the marimbas with a storybook light. ” She peered at him through the semi-blackness. “I shall come back, if at all, a new man. There is strength in you— misguided.
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