The doorbell tinkled and Michelle grabbed her purse and rushed down the creaky wooden stairs. It developed into a sort of secret and private bad manners. ‘How did you get in? The house is all locked up. She went to market every day to fetch the daily bread and more herbs for more medicines and potions, plus treats for the apprentices made of honey and almond paste. She had found it in 1988, the year of the stock market crash. ‘You are not at all stupid. Come up stairs, and take a glass of brandy.
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