So I ran away, blindly, knowing nothing of the world outside. It was an unspoken curfew in the Beck house on week nights. “No. “No, you didn’t. Miss Charvill. Bottles and glasses usurped the place of dishes and plates. Mike was draped over the laminate kitchen counter, on the phone as usual.
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