He flung it as far as he coulddown the length of the green and watched as Alfie raced after it. He seemed like a heavy burden to Libby, leaningagainst her as if all his strength had been depleted in the hours he'dspent trying to design a simple kite. He said, What's your name? DI Lynley. Raphael andflowers.
And I assumeyou can make the leap from there yourself: since the violin was my soleconcentration, once I was assured of my grandfather's esteem, I thoughtno more of the subject. I told her that I was trying to refresh some memories of my childhood,and I'd remembered her. Could be a coincidence, Lynley said. Because it wasn't natural for a woman to keep a man at a distance forso many months that bled inexorably into so many years.
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