Now she’d got it back, things must start coming right again. She’d loved it, and examined it, and run her fingers through its abundance of coarse, orange hair. And then put it away, where it belonged, yet still keeping her fingers pressed against the slight bulge in her dress pocket. ‘I see you had to operate.’ ‘A stitch here, a stitch there.’ He flashed her a brief deprecatory smile. ‘Nothing really. I’m only sorry he’s not in mint condition for your sake. Poor little chap got a bit trampled on. I almost didn’t see him.’ ‘I’m so pleased you did.’ First examination had revealed a line of exquisite stitches encircling the doll’s right ear. She didn’t know which delighted her most, the doll’s safe return, or the thoughtfulness that had been sewn into every stitch. Her head went back on the leather upholstery. It was nice to be out of the driving seat, in more than the literal sense. She hadn’t made a very good job of directing her own life and, for the moment at least, she was happy to sign away her independence and let someone else take charge.
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