Lucy crouched by the side of the grave, her head in her hands, rocking back and forth. Her family had hosted a feast in his honor for which they had taken weeks to prepare: with braised capons and lobster sausages and all sorts of delicious spiced stews her mother had made from secret recipes. He was a man who in all things classified without nuance, and for him there were in the matter of age just two feminine classes and no more—girls and women. You should have a dog. These things illuminated her situation extremely.
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