An unhappy little sigh escaped her. ” He said. After a long fifteen seconds, she pulled her head back into the seat, looking at his face from the close angle, his nose huge and out of perspective, his eyes like round blue pearls. She leaned forward in her chair, as if petrified in fear by the scary story. The picture of Mary Remenham was still on the wall. I waited until he was asleep and then I tied him up with some duct tape and some old rope he had in the shed. I didn’t realize—I don’t see how I can get out of it now.
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