Figg! In a few minutes, all will be over. “Won’t you sit down,” she said, “and tell me what you want to say?” Her voice was flat and faint. “Delusion!” “You can call it what you like,” she said. I could not love you else. An old man with a bent back who limped in, slow and stiff, leaning heavily on a cane. She kept him talking all the way to the doorstep of the Beck's home, a small 1970s brown split-level in the old part of town. It reminded her of one of the old tales her mother Marina had told her about a sculptor named Farhat.
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