Once back in Chalcot Square, Libby parked the car and turned my face tohers. I found him at Jill's flat in Shepherd's Bush, on the front steps ofthe building, in fact. I'vebeen in many times. As are you.
It came after a longfifteen seconds in which he did nothing but breathe erratically. I have withme a tricycle on which I am trundling round the perimeter of the gardenwhile Granddad sits in that Greek-temple affair that serves as ashelter near the wrought iron fence. I didn't know that at thetime of the trial. It was as if the subtle flaying she was taking in thepress in the immediate aftermath of Sonia's death had dr
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