Everything was fresh and bright, from the kindly manners of the Frutigen cobbler, who hammered mountain nails into her boots, to the unfamiliar wild flowers that spangled the wayside. Or, better still, put all my clothes in the trunk. Lucy crouched by the side of the grave, her head in her hands, rocking back and forth. . John. Neither of them believed me.
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