There was no point in rushing into the long walk home. He could scarcely blame her. Annabel half filled her glass with wine, and taking a little folded packet from her plate, shook the contents into it. An early bird clarinetist burst through in a long black skirt, swishing like a bell. She loved to be there, taking part in it all, breathing it, being it.
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