“A little touchy this evening, aren’t we, Missy?” Michelle chided her friend. How does one get work? She walked along the Strand and across Trafalgar Square, and by the Haymarket to Piccadilly, and so through dignified squares and palatial alleys to Oxford Street; and her mind was divided between a speculative treatment of employment on the one hand, and breezes—zephyr breezes—of the keenest appreciation for London, on the other. “Life’s so queer,” she said, kneeling and looking into the flames. A little love from him would be enough. It isn’t such fun as it seems. I keep on thinking of little details and aspects of your voice, your eyes, the way you walk, the way your hair goes back from the side of your forehead.
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