Spurlock bent his head to his knees. Thankfully only the children were home, so there was no one to take active notice that she had been accompanied on her way home from school. And turning again, as if the emotions she had churned up kept her on the move, she paced back to the mantel and there stopped, staring at her own reflection in the tarnished mirror. “My hand! This isn’t the place. Planting his knee against her side, he pulled her towards him with one hand, while with the other he sought his knife. However, it doesn't much signify. But her mind was ruffled, and its mirror-like surface of satisfaction was not easily restored. “Okay.
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