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His light brown hair was almost crew cut short. Earles?” he inquired. Wood scarcely knew where he was. To stop her, Sebastian slapped her face and nearly dislocated her jaw. The lamp was not yet lit, and in the dim light he bent forward as though trying to look into her averted face. The months that followed September spiraled downward.
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