In spite of the years that had passed since he had last seen her, she was still the same raw-boned, red-haired girl he remembered. She, on the other hand, seemed to have trouble placing him, and her eyebrows lifted in a question. “Sally!” he said, tipping his hat. “Or I should say Mrs. Spicer, I suppose. It’s Thaddeus Lewis.” Her hand flew to her mouth. “Oh, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know who it was at first. Come in, come in! Please sit down and I’ll get Morgan. He’s just out back.” The Spicers’ parlour had only two hard chairs in it, both drawn up to a scarred wooden table. Thaddeus took the seat nearest the window. He heard Sally call Morgan’s name, then she reappeared in the doorway. “He’ll be along in just a moment,” she said. “So how did you come to be in Yorkville?” he asked. “I was surprised when my son said you were here.” Sally sighed.
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