Age is set, impervious to innovations. That wasn’t even the worst thing. They went into Michelle's tiny bedroom, bare except for a dresser, a closet, and a miniscule single bed that resembled her own at the Becks. His large, coarse lips drew wider apart. Planting his knee against her side, he pulled her towards him with one hand, while with the other he sought his knife. “Why do you kill me?” Michelle asked. He did his best not to grin.
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