Single pearls— Lord knows where they come from!—are always turning up, some of them of fine lustre; but I never set eyes on them. The bleach had ruined it, with yellow-orange streaks invading the frizzy white that cascaded in wavy tendrils coated with greasy hairspray. She had traversed perhaps three bookshelves, passed across the door that must lead to the hall, turned the corner, and was just about to reach the fireplace when she abruptly became aware that something under her fingers had felt wrong. My Mom and Dad were on the brink of divorce, what else is new, they still are. Ruth did not reply, but stared past the doctor, her eyes misty. And from that point they went on to a thoroughly embittering wrangle.
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