Even Shari’s graduation party was put off until later in the summer when they could afford it. He laughed. “So what is John up to today?” Lucy asked with a weary smile. He had chosen his time well. “Good-bye, Miss Pellissier, and success to you,” he said. She evolved a dim image of herself cooped up in a house under the benevolent shadow of Mr. One or the other. That place was closed by the police last month. Her target was a fifty-four year old man who lived with his mother, an obese neighborhood woman, a widow named Dawn Plote. Dieu du ciel, what was it? She turned slowly, listening for the direction of the sound. Inexplicably there flashed into vision the Chinese wedding procession in the narrow, twisted streets of the city, that first day: the gorgeous palanquin, the tomtoms, the weird music, the ribald, jeering mob that trailed along behind.
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