The sun was setting when she carried the metal garbage can to the curb with their remains in it, where they sat underneath the stale chocolate cake that Sheila had thrown away and a pile of mildewy lettuce. Melusine, used to the stark surroundings of the convent at Blaye, had no complaint to make. Then they would leave and she would go back to being alone. " "I wish I could have foreseen.
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