“I had to. 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. For four hours he had shifted his own troubles to the shoulders of these imaginative characters. 1. She saw Lucy darkening her doorstep and stood from the recliner. When she was done she checked the patio door and carried his body into the garage, burying his remains next to the ten year old girl he had raped and killed last autumn, whose bones were starting to show in small areas where the maggots had feasted. It seemed to encapsulate the mosquito like a little piece of moonlight, it was talismanic to her. She would end alone. As you brew so must you drink.
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