The lady grasped it more firmly and turned it upon Hilary. All I had to do was to piece them together. She had killed him. He did everything. But it’s love you should’ve had when you were tiny and I didn’t give it to you. Unless there was some real metal in the young fool, some hidden strength with which to breast the current, Ruth would become a millstone around his neck and soon he would become to her an object of pity and contempt. ’ She sniffed and swallowed. Joe, my foster dad, was a heroin and booze addict.
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