The eighteenth month arrived the way a long-promised season arrives: slowly, and then all at once, and then as though it had always been here. They had held the line. It had not, in the end, been difficult, which was the thing that astonished Iris most when she looked back. Eleanor had circled, and probed, and sent her patient lawyer
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