For a moment her heart seemed to stop beating. The great ordeal—that which she had most dreaded—had proved to be no ordeal at all. It could only mean one thing—that her foster daughter was both a whore and a murderer! When Sheila confronted her about it, it was five in the morning. " Finding it useless to struggle further, Mr. I’m a female thing at bottom.
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