She looked at the white ankle socks on her feet and was reminded simultaneously of her pajama outfit and the suitcase that still lay underneath the bed. It was a haunted place. . They moved fast. She met the keen grey eyes of a clean-shaven man, between forty and fifty, quietly dressed in professional attire. It is you who took my name, not I yours. “You call yourself an artist— but you have no temperament.
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