Spurlock lay with his head on his arms, asleep. "If I hadn't just left him, I could have sworn it was Mrs. Lucy loved orchestras, the bittersweet tinge of rosin dust that hung in the air, the way that the sun shone through filthy windows illuminating the marimbas with a storybook light. If I'd not gone mad, they would have hanged me. Somebody ought to talk to him, warn him. She looked up quickly.
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