Her mother was a goddess to her all through her youth, the mysterious ruler of all things beautiful and wonderful and lunar, her eyes that glinted spectral blue, as if she had the knowledge and the magic to raise the very dead. Michelle was no exception to the pretty girl rule, but Michelle could be bartered with as she constantly crossed paths with many of the most attractive boys in school. Drink, and no sustaining food. Jane was a smoldering auburn-haired Irish beauty who seldom spoke to anyone. Ann Veronica snatched at the opportunity, and spent most of the intervening time in the Assyrian Court of the British Museum, reading and thinking over a little book upon the feminist movement the tired woman had made her buy.
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