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Wood's ornaments and wearing apparel, they prepared to depart. They went into Michelle's tiny bedroom, bare except for a dresser, a closet, and a miniscule single bed that resembled her own at the Becks. ‘Now then, Gerald, out with it. He brightened as she took off her hood. It was enough that she witnessed it and could not go to him. Here was a hole as wide as a church-door. "Mur—der!" roared Wood, struggling to free himself from his assailant, by whom he was half strangled. In each pause she could sense his growing trepidation. “Vee,” she said, “come home. \"I'm sorry, Larry.
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