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Eleanor had become invested in deciphering Mickey's body "'while he shrank further into himself, at times he seemed to be just an echo" Lily gave the dresses a final once over, then removed the thimble from her finger. "'I think we're ready,' she said. 'All right then,' Louise said. The three of them grinned as they returned.'"to those intimate sisterly spaces"'The grinning turned to giggling. "'Jesus, it was hilarious until it wasn't,'" Eleanor wrote. "It gives things a mortal focus, a sort of physical Poetry, if that makes sense."