” True summer descended like a sticky fever upon August’s arrival, bringing with it miasmas of humidity that seemed to hang from the trees like mucus. She had first picked up the fiddle back when it was still called a viol, that was how long she had been at it. It gave her joy to see them laughing, even though she was unsure of what she had done wrong. ‘Please to sit, monsieur.
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