Flavia nods once in acknowledgement, before wheeling Gladys over to the bicycle rack and locking her in. Straightening up, she takes her keys from her pocket and holds open the front door to the building, waiting to follow Marius inside.

"I suppose it must be strange," she says, still trying not to think of her own experience--especially not the way she'd so resembled Harriet, even Feely had been fooled. "Especially since you've still got all your adult memories."