Dizzily, she grabbed at the mantel for support and, resting her head on her hands, paid no heed to a betraying sound behind her—until an unexpected arm encircled her. Grasping one of chairs about the little table, he drew it forward and sat astride it, in a fashion as insolent as it was unexpected. Since morning he had become fanatical; the atoms of common sense no longer functioned in the accustomed groove. But it’s only now I’m able to do it. ” “To bad rubbish. She touched it, and her gaze lifted. She practiced swaddling on a doll, pretending to pat the head of her imaginary infant boy. I kicked the living shit out of him.
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