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Mai Griffin her move. Anyway, it accounted for the voice and a nearby presence. The boat provided an attractive splash of colour so she clicked the shutter; she might include it in her final painting. In spite of the false start, it had been a good day. Even as she returned her paraphernalia to the car the sun still shone warmly. It was surprising that such a short distance away it probably still felt like winter. Clarrie tended to lose track of time with a brush in her hand, but today she would arrive home early; Sarah would be surprised and pleased. Even though both were widows and shared a home, they spent little time together. Her mother did almost all the cooking and they shared evening meals, after which Sarah usually