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 | | Then she finds she has lifted her hands and is squeezing her right fingers tightly as she listens, and smiles, but frowns slightly with the effort of trying to sit still, and concentrate intently, and nod, before she places her hands back in her lap, turning one thumb around the other. |
 | | She knows how he'll do it, gingerly, without looking, sometimes holding on to the banister with one hand like an old person should really, even though even since Ronnie began to tackle the stairs like that, it just became one his ways, just something that any little boy might do. |
 | | Wasn't there the time she picked up an acquaintance's document holder, or artist's file, whatever it was, and flung it out of the door on to the pavement, but lacked the presence of mind, then, to close the door after him when he went to retrieve it, something she regretted for a long while. |
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