Annie's hands fluttered like wounded birds. No, Mum, I saw a murder. My poor friend Madeleine's dead. Strangled near the tube-stop. Annie burst into tears.
Death is as much of life as happiness.
Well that's what comes of your working in such a neighborhood. The old, old arguments just kept unspooling again and again. Well your no-good Henry called and left a message. He can't be seeing you tonight. Now if you ask me, he's got another girlfriend.