To be near someone, even someone who made a pretense of friendliness, to hear voices, her own intermingling, would serve as a rehabilitating tonic. Ramage demurred. ‘You’re the most troublesome wretch I’ve ever encountered,’ he told her bitterly. “Where would you like to go? Are you hungry?” “No. Could you pull over? She asked. “That cannot happen!” She replied, feeling her world start to disintegrate underneath her feet.
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