Lucy took the local Gazette. The matinee was at The Marine Theatre, at 3.00 pm. Strange timetable for a matinee. The Something Swing Band performed a nostalgic trip. With tea in the interval. Cool.
But the afternoon was so calm, so lazy, she couldn't find the will to stand up. The garden was too tempting. The flowers. The bright grass. Even the old couch hammock. Everything seemed better under the unbelievable sun. A gift.
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