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“Nigel half-smiled. How Stella's eyes sparkled in the firelight! "I heard you play the violin very well." "I play a few tunes." Stella Chapman's voice tailed off, her red hair fell forward, screening her face. "And you?" Billy said, diverting attention to the sandy-haired questioner. "What do you plan to do with the rest of your life?" Nigel went quiet. "Anything, I guess." He threw out his arms, his palms facing upward. How would they understand? Only he had lived his life.” — Suzy Davies
Nigel half-smiled. How Stella's eyes sparkled in the firelight!
"I heard you play the violin very well."
"I play a few tunes."
Stella Chapman's voice tailed off, her red hair fell forward, screening her face.
"And you?" Billy said, diverting attention to the sandy-haired questioner. "What do you plan to do with the rest of your life?"
Nigel went quiet.
"Anything, I guess." He threw out his arms, his palms facing upward. How would they understand? Only he had lived his life.