"Oh, yes. Indeed I can. The trouble is that I may tell you more than you want to know. Please feel free to cut off my water at any point during the flood."
Lennon tucked the receiver between her shoulder and ear and prepared for vigorous note-taking in her own version of speedwriting.
"Regarding Cecilia," Clark began, "I thought I would read you a paragraph from one of my favorite little books. It's St. Fidgeta and Other Parodies, written by John Bellairs and published by Macmillan. The paragraph explains the sanctity of a fictitious St. Pudibunda, who, on her wedding night, decided that God had called her to a life of spotless virginity, and I quote: 'The causes of her death that very night are not known, but the pious may guess at them.'" Lennon was laughing uncontrollably. Clark waited for her return to sobriety.
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