they finally found her tucked in a chair in the farthest corner, leaning over The Code of the Woosters, eyebrows furrowed in concentration, the rest of the world clearly a distant annoyance. Even when Louise cleared her throat, Martina didn’t look up. It took her name, spoken loudly, to get the woman’s attention, and even then, she left her finger on the page as if waiting to get back to it as soon as possible.
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