LONDON
DAY 3 2:00
p.m.
More than ten
hours passed since Lucy died, and my mother and father were still pretending as
if nothing has happened. But then at 2:00 p.m.my mother and father finally came
to their senses, after receiving by mail the bloody and repugnant head of a
woman. This was when they knew that we had to live that creepy and meaningless house,
and we resumed to start packing our belongings.
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