Immediately Lorna’s brow wrinkles. “What is the matter?” “Hello! How nice to find you at home.” Lorna’s words flow in a sing-song lilt, a happy sound borne of innate joy and genuine affection. The front door of the house is slightly ajar. Through the gap a woman’s face is visible.
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