She wanted to return his gaze but focused intently on a spot next to and above the brick fireplace, as her music teachers had always taught her to do instead of looking directly at the audience. . The stranger with a bow returned to his table. Her feathered hat fell from her head and down her back, and she felt fingers writhing in the mass of her hair and caressing the flesh of her neck beneath so that she shivered uncontrollably. Rhea writhed and scuttled about like a crab. She descended down the stairs of the house, sidestepping the refuse from bingedrinking teenagers that was strewn everywhere. Lost, stolen, or strayed, the Young Person!.
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