ToC Mrs. “You know that I have always hated this!” She 264 looked down at Michelle’s pitifully bloody head, her body barely hanging on to its breath. They weren’t very chummy with one another but Sheila 113 didn’t expect much from a foster daughter as long as she worked hard, very hard, to earn her keep. “Very well,” she would say, “then I must go. “Is that not rather a profitless speculation, my friend?” He seemed deaf to her interruption. You have watched all the uncouth creations of my brain come sprawling out upon the canvas, and besides, we have been companions.
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