had found it difficult to sleep since my husband had been killed, and now I lay rigid under the canopy of the four-poster re-living the extraordinary day, piecing together the anomalies, the small incidents, the clues, to form a satisfying pattern, trying to impose order on disorder. I think that is what I've been wanting to do all my life. It was that night at Stutleigh which decided my whole
( P.D. James )
[ The Mistletoe Murder And Other ]
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