CHAPTER XVI. She barely heard a word that Martin or Brown said, until Martin’s voice chimed. He stood back and held her shoulders. \"Mom! You’re home early!” Michelle exclaimed. She had found it in 1988, the year of the stock market crash. Boys were ordered to wear white buttondown shirts and pleated black trousers. Her eyes were lit with smouldering passion. The light of memory flashed in the man’s face. She heard them diving after her, and noted their starting eyes as they spied the opened panel. She helped him take it off. "But there's nothing more to see in Canton. He has had the whole country searched; but hitherto without success. The Wastrel—as we call him—cannot play when he's sober; hands too shaky.
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