Back to square one. Again.

Sometimes Lucy remembered when she was alone in F. Land. When she was the only one to suffer for her own mistakes. Now, now it's different. Now she isn't alone. Lucy knew that not every thing can be undone, not every path can be gone back on. You have to walk.
It was a pretty day, a bit sunny, a bit windy. But smooth, very smooth. Tea parties and ginger biscuits. Strawberries with cream and champagne. Ascot was close. The joy of being in F. Land hiding anything else.
Lucy was sad. Lucy cried.
Lucy smiled because she had another path to walk.
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