Cheveney was looking after her, I think, then. He was twenty-nine at the time, practically an old man. So it does. The gardens were tidy and geometric, each avenue with a different purpose: flowers for cutting, herbs, brightly colored vegetables. Straitened circumstances would not have mattered; a mother would have managed somehow. I’d ruin the things if I so much as touched one.
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