His hug became an embrace. She could hear the raucous laughter and bad music below. His stories had enchanted her, even if in some deep corner of her heart she guessed they were not entirely true. She dared not look directly at him, her head obscured by a gray hoodie, she had the slumped appearance of an androgynous adolescent. " "And have her warn my father! No. " And seizing her by the hair, he pulled back her head, and drew the knife with all his force across her throat.
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