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this is your heart, can you feel it?

Kit’s mother is a nervous woman, always frettering around.  That’s a verb that Kit invented specifically to describe her mother’s state of being, a combination of constant fretting and fluttering—like a dying moth, not like a butterfly.  Kit loves her mum, loves that steady green that she exudes like warm sunshine, but she’s perfectly content seeing her only once a year at Christmas, which is why receiving a phone call from her mother while she’s at work is a surprise, and an unwelcome one at that.

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