The unknown, previously so attractive, now presented another face—blank. “I want to ask you a question,” she said abruptly. And I’ve read, and thought, and guessed, and looked—until MY innocence—it’s smirched. Save my seat. Also she made little pussy-like sounds of a reassuring nature. You will be my witness, Madame Joan. She may address me as “Grandfather” if she chooses, since I’m obliged to accept her in that capacity. Making up a similar story to that which he had told the old woman, he said he wanted to purchase a hammer and a file. They didn’t talk about it much, but Mike had been through some eerily similar foster homes in Florida, the where he was born.
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