I could see Patsy's face, and the back of Pops' head, and I could hear every word that was said. 'Mona is good. Beautiful woman. Just his easy chair, and he sat in it, with a blanket over his lap, and both his hands on his silver-knobbed cane.
'I don't know,' I said. She knew he was there, and as I turned to him I saw that he was locked to her. Rowan patiently and courteously. It made him look very clever and loving, though I wasn't sure why.
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