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She used to lock Jordan and Josiah in the closet when they were toddlers. She would take the items with her; bury the items and her bloodstained clothes in one of the many sinkholes in the huge landfill/garbage dump on the south side of town. But I give you this warning, and let it sink in. The asylum was approached by a broad gravel walk, leading through a garden edged on either side by a stone balustrade, and shaded by tufted trees. Perhaps, as you say, I do not really care—but I cannot do it. He reached the top floor and ran down the corridor to the little dressing room at the end where he had lost her before. The Kanaka— which means man—is a Sandwich Islander, with a Malayan base.
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