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Sample: Lover's Cross

"I don't know. We used to go there when we were kids. It's beautiful...or," Sylvia hesitated as she packed, "It was beautiful."

Josh joined in, swinging his arms around the small room, "A huge Victorian mansion, with gardens from sea to shining sea!"

"I have great memories of it" Sylvia sighed, "but..."

They all packed in silence waiting until Lisa insisted, "But what?"

"But my uncle went kind of crazy, and closed the place up." Sylvia seemed nervous, fidgeting with her windbreaker, and losing herself in memories.

"He closed himself up," Josh said. "I'm glad that's over." He added, matter-of-factly.

"Yeah," said Sylvia.

"Yeah." echoed Josh.

Something left in the air pushed silence into the flat. They finished packing and left for Lover's Cross.