Lucy clutched the pencil in defeat. She tried to scream, \"I'm coming to you, Mama!\" But no sound would come from her mouth. There were dark rims under her eyes, soft now with unshed tears. It was a bizarre sight, a miniature manor, replicated fully, walled in gray limestone. Detention was merry for the other detainees. “Michelle knows!” Lucy stood in stunned silence for a moment, and then cursed.
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