Blueskin answered by dashing his head violently against the flagged floor. He pulled on his pants, his yellow shirt with the ridiculous horse logo, his brown socks, and shoes. ‘Couldn’t even trouble to make a pretence of motherhood. Whether it was the nun’s habit or the harlot’s clothing that distressed her more, he could not begin to guess. She asked the inevitable question, the one she knew Michelle was waiting to field like a quarterback anticipating the pass. They decided quite audibly, “She’s an Old Dear, anyhow.
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