It was an unspoken curfew in the Beck house on week nights. “You could have a talk to Miss Kitty Brett this afternoon, if you liked. She turned away from the doorway of the silk loom to observe. A tinge of admiration rose in his breast. She changed into a halter top and a pair of tight jeans herself, and let Lucy brush her long, glossy hair as they talked about mascara, schoolwork, and boys. “If I am,” he answered, reddening, “you can scarcely assert that it is without a cause. But days had now passed.
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